oh,
oh this is absolutely beautiful
I saw some James Webb Telescope scientists give a talk and one of them said this was her favorite image because she had waited and worked 25 years to see this.
i love when random tumblr users find my blog and go through it liking and reblogging everything in a frenzy, it feels like i’ve been cultivating a nice backyard with a lovely birdbath and feeder and i’ve glanced out the window to see a bird going absolutely wild with it
I love getting a hundred notes from one person, like, hello friend thank you for appreciating my collection, enjoy your stay
I just randomly remembered being in elementary school and when we got word problems every time they used a name that someone in the class had everyone got up from their chairs and ran to show them like "Look! Look! It's your name!" Until the teacher told us to all get back in our seats. It wasn't a rule, it wasn't something the teacher gave us the idea to. It just was. It was just something we all in our little kid brains had an instinct to do. Even though we could all read, we wanted to show that person that They Got Thier Name In the Paper. It was an instinct to go "Look! Look it's you! You exist! This is your name, it's what we call you! You are someone!"
And these were like mass produced worksheets, I'm pretty sure which I think made it all the more exciting cause it wasn't a run of the mill name like "Bob" or "Mary", it was "Look they used Tucker!" "Look! They used Courtney!" Or Sarah, or Chelsea, etc.
Anyways sometimes little children can be so cute and I wanted to share this buried memory of that.
shinnegamitensei
this site has one setting
I’m laughing, but there’s a super useful corollary, which my husband calls “the Red Balloon.” He was a defense lawyer and had a fair number of drug addicts come through, and there is a thing where if you’re like, on your first offense, they’ll do a thing where you can go to treatment and if you complete it they’ll take the conviction off your record. And he would tell his clients, “Look, everyone’s going to tell you not to do drugs. They’re going to say it over and over again. And it’s like, if people tell you not to think of a white elephant, you’re going to think of a white elephant. But the trick to not thinking about a white elephant is to think of a red balloon. So you need to find your red balloon. For some people it’s yoga. For others it’s woodworking. For some people it’s scrapbooking or gardening or any of a long list of things to do. They focus on that, it’s a lot easier to succeed in ignoring the white elephant.” So yeah, “watch yourself” is one thing… but the better idea is to watch something else. (Even if it’s fanfic about werewolves fucking.)
It’s a form of productive dissociation, and is super, super helpful. It’s easy for me to get bogged down in how much pain I’m in… but some of the most painful periods of my life have also been the most productive, writing-wise, because writing is one of my red balloons.
There is a phrase I use A LOT in my parenting and my son gets very sick of it, but it’s true:
The thing you practise is the thing you get good at.
You may not intentionally be practicing “being grumpy” but if you don’t put effort into practicing “not being grumpy” then I’m afraid that’s what you’re doing. It’s hard! It’s really hard! Sometimes, for some things, it’s pretty much impossible and that sucks!
But being carefully aware that you are going to get good at the things you do most of is a good way to be more careful of what those things are. If that makes sense.
You gotta appreciate sometimes how tumblr works in such a way that everyone who wants to reblog this interesting or useful psychological advice is also forced to reblog the thing about werewolf fucking
Not paying attention to who you reblog from is so healthy tbh it's just like how this website used to be before lonely teenagers made it a sport to see if ur unpure and assuming that ur pledging allegiance to the beliefs of everyone involved the post
So we all know me right? I'm just a bored ass 15 year old kid of color who's even more bored of seeing orange/green/bLUE(how??) skin tones on poc in art!! So i made y'all a lil smth!! Have some actual skin tones!!
Pls share thissss i worked hard on them and then others will be able to see them too!!
Dark skin black^
First nations/indigenous/native american^
Light skin black^
Latino^
These are all directly color pulled from real people. I have the pictures and feel free to ask for them!!
White^
Indian^
Japanese/Korean/Chinese^
More will continue to be added!! Pls share this version as well!!
What really bothers me is that staff thinks it needs to make this site “safe for children” like have you seen this place? Get rid of the pedophiles and child porn by all means please, make it safe for teens sure, but no 9 year old should be using tumblr so I think you’re in the clear there. I don’t get it like what did staff just wake up one morning, and look at this site like
“…Hmm…”
trash-bot
#no one who is developing any world views should be on this website#hell i shouldnt have been on here when i was 19#you shouldnt be on this website until youre in your 20#20s
What really bothers me is that staff thinks it needs to make this site “safe for children” like have you seen this place? Get rid of the pedophiles and child porn by all means please, make it safe for teens sure, but no 9 year old should be using tumblr so I think you’re in the clear there. I don’t get it like what did staff just wake up one morning, and look at this site like
“…Hmm…”
trash-bot
#no one who is developing any world views should be on this website#hell i shouldnt have been on here when i was 19#you shouldnt be on this website until youre in your 20#20s
elizabeth swan and will turner are actually SO romance in the first movie and not enough people acknowledged this because the early 2000s were the age of the edgelords who only valued jack sparrow’s moral ambiguity and that is the TRUTH
the part where she’s like “how many times do i have to tell you to call me elizabeth” and he shyly says “once more, miss swann” and once she walks away he gazes adoringly after her and whispers “elizabeth” to himself like he’s unworthy of it
then when he’s patching up the cut on her hand and she flinches and he says “i know, blacksmith’s hands… they’re rough” because he thinks that’s what’s bothering her HE KNOWS HE’S NOT WORTHY OF HER!!! THAT’S THE PINING I’M TALKING ABOUT BINCH!!! I DON’T ACCEPT LESS!!!!
he has like 10 chances to confess his love to her but waits until he’s dressed like this to do it:
my man knows 1) the importance of a good outfit when shooting your shot 2) how to ACCESSORIZE. take NOTES.
That’s how I would dress if I was gonna confess my undying love to Kiera knightley
When a “funny” dude likes you and anytime he sees you anywhere he will be like “yoooo wassup it’s Jelissa!” (Or whatever) like “omg Miranda is here whaaaat” for literally no reason why do they do that
They are more likely to do this the more meek and shy they perceive you too. They are less likely to do this if they think you’re loud and confident. Idk what it is it’s not even necessarily bad or annoying it’s just like why.
This is a VERY sweet take and I hope it’s sometimes true
Okay I thought this behavior was annoying before but now it’s actually quite endearing thank you extroverts who want introverts to feel included.
There was a stoner I liked very much when I was playing age of Conan some ten or more years ago. He would roll up into the vent, yell my name and rip a fat one on mic before vanishing again. Always made me feel special. It was like a dog that would greet you by barking as loud as possible and wagging his tail so hard it leaves a dent in the wall when your car rolls up. Everyone was luke warm to cold on him but he was my fucking buddy and I loved him because he made me feel wanted which I sure as shit wasn’t getting at home!!
Eventually I made the decision to start emulating behaviors that made me feel happy and started doing that in other places. To this day my whole discord chants the nickname of whomever joins the call, like a pack of seagulls who just locked eyes on a delicious spare French fry. There’s nothing quite as amazing as walking into a room and hearing a chorus of loved ones drawing out your name like they were going to sweep you off your feet if they could, slash like a pack of feral dogs ready to bowl you the fuck over.
I've reblogged this before but fuck does this last story really make it
Tumblr culture is not knowing if this is from 2008 or earlier this week.
