can we please understand that “depressed” is an actual emotion as well as a mental disorder
just because you say you feel depressed one day doesn’t mean you’re claiming to have depression and it’s an actual emotion and if you say “i’m feeling depressed today” is absolutely okay because it is in fact a mood and a clinical disorder
This post? This is a very important post.
there it is
#literally the worst thing i’ve ever seen in my life
You think you own whatever post you land on
That Tumblr’s Just a dead thing you can claim
You think I’m an ignorant webcomic
And you’ve had so many episodes…
I guess it must be so
But still I cannot see
If the savage one is me
How can there be so much that you don’t know?
You don’t know …
You think you own every post that you land on
That Tumblr’s just a dead thing you can claim
But I know every post and song and fandom
Has a soul, has a spirit, has a name
You think the only fandoms who are people
Are the fandoms who watch shows on BBC like you
But if you walk the footsteps of a Homestuck
You’ll learn things you never knew you never knew
Have you ever heard the group cry to the midnight update?
Or asked the quickest cosplayers why they cosplay??
Can you sing with all the fansongs in the wind?
Can you pap with all the concerned Hetalians?
Can you pap with all the concerned Hetalians…?
Come run the hidden plot twists of past updates
Come taste the sunsweet cakes of the Crockers
Come roll in all the irony all around you
And don’t worry, because Dad’s still on Derse
The trolls and the cherubs are my brothers
The nakodiles and the salamanders are my friends
And we are all connected to each other
In a circle, in a Skaia that never ends
How high will John’s house grow?
If you cut it down, then you’ll never know
And you’ll never hear the group cry to the midnight update
For whether we are white or gray skinned
We need to sing with all the fansongs in the wind
We need to pap with all the concerned Hetalians.
You can own Tumblr and still
All you’ll own is Tumblr until
You can pap with the concerned Hetalians.
guys go home
this is the best post
the internets over
When a writer kills off a character
When you kill off your own character
when a character kills off a writer
the only fandom in which this is possible
did you forget we have a gif for everything
I got a little carried away answering this, sorry…
I take my EUs of my longest and most beloved fandom very seriously.
Video is a teacher talking to a classroom of deaf students.
Teacher: I want to talk about language today. When a child is born, what is the first thing the parents hear in the hospital?
Student: “Your child failed the hearing test.”
Teacher: Right. A baby is five hours old and he’s failed something already? What about the term “hearing loss”? What does that word evoke?
Student: Hearing is the norm. Deaf is less than. Lacking.
Teacher: Are we “less than”? Do you believe being deaf has taken away or added to your life? If someone invented a pill you could take it tonight and you would wake up hearing how many of you would take it? *looks around the room* None of you. Why not?
Student: Because being deaf gives you friends anywhere you go.
Student: And a way of seeing the world that’s different from anyone else.
Student: Hearing kids don’t know who they are. We do. We’re deaf: first, last, always.
Student: Hearing people think they have more than us…their lives are better. We have it so “hard.” But I’d never give up being deaf to be like anyone else. Never.
Teacher: Not hearing loss. Deaf gain.
Note: Please keep this transcript when you reblog this so that blind people (blind people use screen readers) are able to know what the video was talking about.
Alright, here’s something funny. These boys in my hall went outside in their undies to take some photos in the snow. Funny, right? They’re trying to get attention and it’s hilarious. Us ladies choose to do the same, we are wearing more clothing, and are doing the exact same poses. We are wearing as much clothing as is acceptable at the pool or the beach, at the gym, etc.
There is a serious double standard here— us girls have gotten responses like:
"What’s the point of being half naked?"
"*ahem* sluts *ahem*"
"What’s wrong with you females?"
Or worse, what my mother said. Her initial shock was apparently because she thought I was in my underwear, but when I told her I was in a swimsuit, she was suddenly happy I was having fun in college.
The idea here is that we are doing the same thing. When arguing this point with one of my hallmates, he said “But men’s bodies aren’t built the same, you don’t see girls getting pumped up over a topless guy, but how many guys do you think are gonna get all crazy over a topless girl?” Seriously? Really? Women don’t need to dress in order to avoid a reaction from men. You’re mad because you can’t control yourself? Men can pose in their undies in the snow without an issue because women aren’t going to go wild over it? Keep it in your pants, that’s your responsibility, not ours.
The double standards are killin’ me.
"Keep it in your pants, that’s your responsibility, not ours." Is literally one of the best quotes I’ve ever heard. Thank you.
Strength is being able to crush a tomato.
Dexterity is being able to dodge a tomato.
Constitution is being able to eat a bad tomato.
Intelligence is knowing a tomato is a fruit.
Wisdom is knowing not to put a tomato in a fruit salad.
Charisma is being able to sell a tomato based fruit salad.
There’s a winged liner “terminology” reference list going around and I decided to give them correct names.
So, last night, I was getting ready to go out with my boyfriend to a dance at my school (which was cancelled due to lack of ticket sales) and, I had a nice black vest and a nice white shirt, and my uncle had just came home the other day from the mine (my uncle is homophobic and he has abused me many times throughout my child hood) and when I had came out of my room to show my memere how nice I looked, my uncle was in the room that i thought my grandma/memere would be in (she was downstairs doing laundry), and he asked me why I wasnt wearing a dress.
my memere and dad both know that I am transgendered and they respect that, however, my uncle does not, and he did not know.
so I decided to sit down and tell him the truth.
he listened carefully and quietlly through all of it, but at the end of my explanation he had said, “I didn’t raise you to be fucked up.”
I agreed, I am a huge mess, I have been for years, but my sexuality and gender identity is not a fuck up, so I argued with him.
he got to a point where, after so many months of piece, he slapped me.
and threw me to the ground and kicked me in the stomach, of course I had puked, and it hurt, a lot.
he grabbed me by the shirt and asked me, “are you a girl”, I said no, my sex is female, but my gender is male..and he dragged me to his room.
he once had a big dog, and he made that dog wear an eletrical dog collar, and weve always kept it in his room, because we dont need it (my uncle killed the dog), he threw me onto the bed and said,” ill ask you one more time, are you a girl” I said no.
held grabbed my wrist, and held onto it tightly, I have a bruise from how tight he was grabbing it, and he pulled out the dog collar, threw me back onto the bed, sat on me, and put the collar on me… then he began yelling, are you a girl, you are a girl, are you a girl, you are a girl, and my response of course was no, no, no, I am male, I am male.
whenever I said that, he would shock me, and it was /hell/.
I was screaming, which only caused the shocks to get worse and worse, and then he said, “do you want to find out how faggots have sex!?” of course I already know this, but still I said no no no no stop stop stop.
my memere had finally heard me and came rushing to the bedroom, and tried to make my uncle stop, but he pushed her down, and thanked god she was okay.. since shes very fragile and all.
she then ran back to the stairs to call up my dad, and oh boy did he run.
he ran up stairs and shoved my uncle away from me and started fighting with him, yelling, punching, kicking, and such so on.
my memere got the collar off of me and brought me into her room, and after my dad and uncle were done fighting, my uncle had grabbed the things he needed and left, shouting a few insults at us.
we called the police today, but they cant find him.
we dont have money for a lawyer, all we have is a counsellor, im not going to ask for money, all I ask for is support.
I dont know what this will do, but please spread this around, this has affected me and family members greatly. I was taken to a hospital today to check if there was any damage on my insides that we dont know of and thankfully there was no damage, just scarring, emotionally and physically. i had a horrifying nightmare relating to this as well.
If you have abused somebody, raped somebody, insulted somebody, in any way possible, I hope this can somehow change your way of heart, and realize how much this can horrify a person, and ruin their lives. it made my life 97x worse than it already is.