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Ways to Cheer Yourself Up (When wanting to be alone) - 50 top things to do
  • 1. Go ON Tumblr, believe it or not, we don't care where you're from, what you do, how you're being you, as long as you are being you, you're pretty much welcomed on here. That's why i love it. Unless of course you are homophobic or judgemental or ignorant - then the people will speak for themselves, we look out for each other here.
  • 2. Read Books; escapism is a wonderful thing
  • 3. Listen to music; and no - not the sad, 'ALL BY MYSELF' type music, but the kickass songs like 'I will Survive' or 'Loser Like Me' just celebrate yourself for being awesome, because we know you are; even if others don't; especially then actually.
  • 4. Become your own superhero. Every single one of you have a talent or a dream. Follow up on that talent/dream. YOU ARE WORTH IT, and you can be whoever you want to be.
  • 5. DISNEY MOVIES. Unless you absolutely hate bursting out into song - better cut of highschool musical and glee while were at this, then Disney is the best pick me up ever.
  • 6. Watch your favourite TV shows. Remind yourself why life can be awesome. Watching your fav characters usually means you can relate to them.
  • 7. Go on walks - it's very pretty outside, and sometimes our heads can be overloaded with information or stress, I advise calming music and a nice walk outside in comfortable clothes.
  • 8. Have a diary. A friend of mine recently bought me one, and it's a godsend because all the anger, or emotions I feel, I try to put in the diary rather than putting it out on others. It also calms you down. I feel better when I write.
  • 9. Speaking of writing...if you enjoy it- WRITE. Writing is a wonderful way to escape. You can put all your emotions into your characters and they just come to life. I tend to do that when I'm stressed.
  • 10. If writing is not your thing then bake. I've actually ironically read in a fan fiction where a character would bake when stressed and try out new recipes, this character tried making butterbeer; maybe be adventurous; have a food blog or something to keep you occupied.
  • 11. Be With Your Pets - Pets are loyal creatures, and they love you, even when you're being a pain in the ass, and I hear they're very good listeners.
  • 12. Now I don't know about you, but I LOVE Musicals. If you are a musical fanatic like me and you're feeling a little down, my dears; listen to those awesome voices, because sometimes we just - need - a break (Also, if you haven't watched RENT, watch it - NODAYBUT TODAY...or Starkid...Starkid make the most funniest musical parodies, even if you don't like musicals I suggest it, and if you're not enjoying their YouTube Channel, then I'll eat my own hat).
  • 13. ASK ME ANYTHING. If you really want to talk to somebody but you don't want to talk to people you know and you just want to get things out, my ASK box is always open.
  • 14. Find a hobby. If you don't really want to talk to anybody, that's okay, sometimes we need to just have some 'me time'. In my me times, I usually deactivate from Facebook, and just focus on things that make me happy. Like; Puzzles, Sudoku, Games, writing, cooking, singing, whatever it is...travelling even. Enjoy yourself.
  • 15. Travel. Maybe being stuck in the same place is the problem, maybe you're head wants to be in a place where it can ACTUALLY THINK.
  • 16. Go Hiking. I suppose Hiking is similar to walking but if you're an outdoor person, this is a great way to clear your head and to feel fresh.
  • 17. Hit The Gym. Or even do your own exercises. I like to walk - do crunches, and I love Zumba. I love dancing. If you love being active, this is also another way to clear your mind from negative things.
  • 18. GO SEE A MOVIE!!! When was the last time you had fun? Even if it's just by yourself. You're allowed to treat yourself. Go, enjoy, be surrounded by people, even if they're strangers.
  • 19. If you like coffee, treat yourself for one at a local cafe. Who knows, you might meet your coffee soulmate in a cafe one day.
  • 20. STOP thinking Negative. Have a Pros/Cons List. Try not to outweight the Pros list with the Cons. Please?
  • You are good enough.
  • 21. Write down a bucket List, and start ticking them off. Having goals and dreams is healthy. If you have dreams, then you have a direction of where you're going.
  • 22. Get help. It's okay, if you're head is in a really bad place to reach out to people. It really is okay.
  • 23. Help others. If you're not sure what to do with yourself at all, be useful to other people less fortunate than you. Volunteer! Work with Charity, Feed the homeless, help the guide dogs association.
  • 24. Smile more. It looks good on you, believe me. Spend time with your guilty pleasures, my guilty pleasure is binge watching glee
  • 25. Please DO NOT go to a pub to drink to ease your mind, if you are going to do that, do it with a friend, or somebody close.
  • 26. Eat Chocolate. Okay yes while society says NO DON'T EAT THE FATTY FOOD. Hey; screw them. If you feel better eating a bit of junk go for it. There's nothing wrong with eating a whole pizza or tub of ben and jerry ice cream when feeling upset - just try not to make TOO much of a habit : p
  • 27. REBLOG YOUR FOLLOWERS POSTS, you might be surprised that you aren't the only one feeling the way you're feeling, you might be surprised by how much you're forgetting that hey - it's gonna be alright.
  • 28. Do something nice for your neighbour. Ah who knows, have you ever actually talked to them? Maybe they might be lonely too.
  • 29. Have a GAMES Night. A very good friend of mine loves Games. If You LOVE Games, then hell have a marathon of them. Play the sims, be in control.
  • 30. Speaking of marathons...dun dun dun - MOVIE MARATHON, I Don't Know About You Guys, But Having A Harry Potter Movie Marathon always cheers me Up. WITH FOOD Of course, and good company, but this is about cheering yourself up, so if you don't want company, that's okay.
  • 31. Draw. I love drawing too. I suppose I'm more of the creative person. There are a lot of different types of people out there, maybe you like solving things - do those fancy cube things Idk what they're called. If you are like my brother and you love Maths, then maybe you can tutor someone. On one hand you're helping someone, and doing something you like doing, just like I'm drawing because I like drawing.
  • 32.Be with kids. believe it or not, kids are the most innocent little munchkins, and they honestly don't care what you look like, if you play hide and seek with them they'll be thrilled, so long as you're nice to them, they're generally nice to you... but be warned, they tell it how it is too. I talk a bit different. The most popular thing they've said to me was "Is that why you talk funny, because of the things in your teeth?" (They've also never really seen braces before) I even had one kid determined to get me to sing 'Everything is awesome' I'll never forget that because this kid clearly didn't care how I sounded, and just wanted me to sing with her. I felt great.
  • 33. If you're into Fairy Tales, Please Please Read Chris Colfer's The Land Of Stories series 1-4. It's an amazing series, and you almost forget what world you're in once you start reading. Plus, there's more coming (I'm a little excited)
  • 34. Watch Pixar Movies. You can't go wrong.
  • 35. GO TO HOGWARTS. Harry Potter Fan? Visit - Platform 9 3/4s in London, or go to the Harry Potter World, or if you can't actually visit these sites, go on Pottermore.
  • 36. Read Fan Fiction, you might not be a harry potter fan, but whatever fandom you are in, believe me sometimes Fan Fictfion Cheer me up. I adore Glee *Don't Judge Me* and Dalton is the best thing ever. Or Little Numbers...or Both. They cheer me up big time.
  • 37. Role play. If you like superheroes or characters, go be with the crowd. I believe they have events like Comic Con, and on Facebook they even have Events for such things, go be with strangers! So long as it's safe of course.
  • 38. Write a letter to the person who inspires you most and send it. You might be surprised by an answer.
  • 39. Pick up your instrument. Don't ignore your musical talent if you do have a musical talent. Remember, you're worth it. I don't care what you've done. Pick, It Up.
  • 40. Maybe go visit your family? I know this is about 'quality me time' but if you haven't seen your family in such a long time or are at a distance. Maybe being surrounded by something familiar is what you need.
  • 41. Change Careers. If you're not enjoying what you're doing or studying, change it. I remember in highschool a teacher said you might change your job 10 - 12 times before getting it right. It'okay, you just haven't found where you're meant to be yet.
  • 42. Enter a competition - Who knows what will come from it, take risks.
  • 43. If you're a risk-taker, challenge yourself. IDK how you're going to do that, but google has some pretty good answers. Even ask your tumblr followers, they follow you for a reason after all.
  • 44. Go on a boat. Go Fishing! I don't know, it's not my thing, but if you like fishing, then hell - go out there and fish.
  • 45. Find time for yourself, are you working too much? Maybe you are working too much. You know life doesn't stop for nobody, and if you keep pushing yourself so hard, time will go so fast and you won't realise how much of that time you could have spent on your own self.
  • The world is not going to end if you treat yourself.
  • 46. You ARE Good Enough. Listen to my words. Sometimes encouragement is all we need, when people feel hopeless, or like everything's gone wrong. It's gonna be okay. I promise, just hang in there.
  • 47. Write Down Quotes that Inspire You. I have a wall of these, and of people that inspire me too, and it reminds me of the good things in life when I'm in a crappy mood.
  • 48. Find something to do. If you're not doing anything, go take up a course, research things that interest you, you might be surprised by what comes from it. Join a community that enjoys doing things you do.
  • 49. Go To The Beach - If you live in Australia like me, visiting the beach is actually really calming and me and my best friend always would go on a random drive, and drive up to a beach or a look out, and it was always calming. Enchanting too sometimes. Maybe we forget about the place we live in, and what's exciting about the place. If you're in New York, visit Broadway or The Statue Of Liberty, or if you're in London, go to the London Bridge, or the Eye, visit the Eiffel Tower if you're in Paris...just go Anywhere.
  • 50. Take a random journey. Go on a train to somewhere new, go on a road trip. You never know what's around the corner.

anonymous asked:

after my break up of a 3 years relatnsp,I still havent had a stable relationship. I'm a female & I often find myself dating narcissists. I'm highly educated,my appearance is ok,I'm a bit curvy one. I don't know what I'm doing wrong & I always end up hurted. I don't know what's wrong with me. My appearance,my character,my mind,i still dont know what the heck attracts shitty people to my life.

in 7th grade my best friend rodney would invite me to bbqs. i always accepted his invites because i was a huge fan of soul food & good music/people/energy. i remember seeing really, really thick and curvy women there. these women would always bring empty tupperware containers in their purses (to take food home). that used to trip me out, but you know what tripped me out even more? these curvy/think/big women were always with buff/ripped or skinny guys (the men they were with were hotter than the men the skinny women were with). always. i used to wonder how these women were able to pull these men. but after awhile of getting to know them… i finally understood why & how. these women saw themselves as bold/beautiful/brilliant; they spoke their fucking mind out; they had the self-confidence of a lion(ess); they didn’t give a fuck; they had a very dominant personality; they didn’t put out desperate energy; they were honest/funny/passionate; and they just knew how to have a good fucking time. i knew a strong woman when i saw one… because of my mother… and these women were strong as fuck (spiritually/emotionally/physically/mentally). i soon came to respect & admire them because they shed light on areas i needed to work on… i’ve seen this throughout my life - that women who were 5’s or less (1-10 scale) but possessed self-confidence, usually got what they wanted/deserved/expected. many of my friends & exes were raped when they were younger or in college. that shit really fucked them up; they felt tainted/ugly/marked/disgusting; it screwed up their self-esteem/image/confidence. if they asked me for advice, i’d always recommend that they sign up for boxing or self-defense classes so that shit never happens again. most of them took my advice & signed up. after a few classes/sessions you could see something inside of them was changing - like they were transmuting the pain/insecurities/fear/negative experiences into power/self-confidence/love/respect. they would tell me that every time they punched a bag or learned a new move… that it was like a metaphor for being able to defend themselves against whatever life threw at them. it was like they could finally fight back against the shadows of their former selves… and win. it was like they could finally muster up the courage to say ’fuck you for trying to fuck to up my life! i’m in charge now bitch! don’t fuck with me anymore! i’m charging forward like a bull motherfucker!’ some guru once said, “the past does not equal the future” i happen to agree. i’ll tell you this… maybe there’s nothing wrong with you my dear. maybe you’re fine just the way you are… maybe it’s your environment and strategies. have you ever tried to catch king salmon with hotdogs? doesn’t work. have you ever tried to catch catfish in the ocean? you can’t - b/c they don’t live there. have you ever looked for bigfoot in the desert? good luck with that darling. do you see where i’m going with this? there are a lot of great men out there. unfortunately, most of them are shy. when you understand this, then you’ll start asking yourself better questions. like what can i do to land a nice/sweet guy? where can i find them? where do they eat at? what are they into? should i put an ad in the newspaper? maybe i need a fucking vacation (always a great idea). i would look to women like oprah, ellen degeneres and j.k. rowling as role models. fuck the fashion magazines. that shit is fake. you want ‘real’ women doing big things. you know oprah used to be really, really fat & then she became skinny and now… well… she’s fucking perfect. she used to stress over her body all the time but then she said fuck it i’m changing the world; i’m beautiful because i’m changing lives! fuck what they think! my value comes from making people feel beautiful about themselves! i love you oprah. will you marry me? you know… she could pull anyone, and i mean anyone… not b/c she’s a billionaire - but b/c she’s a goddess. and most men nowadays worship goddesses. so focus on yourself. try to figure what you have to offer the world. women who are trying to make a difference are very attractive. tap into the source within. here’s what happens when you become a goddess my dear… weak men will either shrink in fear or they will worship you and strong men will rise up and rule the kingdom with you. you’re a goddess, start acting like one. ~rob
p.s. repeat after me: “i’m a fucking goddess goddamnit!”

Mamrie Hart writes a Hartbig fanfic

So, based on this post, I started toying with the idea of what a hartbig fic would look like if Mamrie wrote it.

Imagine Mamrie has lost a bet, and the forfeit is to write a fic. So she has a couple of drinks to help with the creative flow, does a whole lot of skim reading around tumblr, and then opens up a new document…


FIRST OF ALL I’d just like to clarify that I am still contesting whether I actually lost that bet, but whatever. 

Okay then, christ, hartbig….

So there are these two youtubers. They are both female. And one is blonde and one is brunette so obviously they are in love, that’s how this shit seems to work. (Don’t even get me started on the anti-red head undertones going on in fanfic in general, I did my research, you collective noun of shits.)

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pulling this out of the reblog cycle

because i get nervous about spamming OPs on tumblr with irrelevant reblog notifications, but… 


when i first saw this scene the only pity i felt here was for Will, and now I wonder what it says about me that in retrospect I’m full of feelings for Hannibal. Or what it says about this show. Or us as representatives of humanity, whatever. Why do we want, so deeply, someone who has zero respect or consideration for the human ties that other people connect through, to have meaningful human ties of his own? Is it human nature to want to redeem people like Hannibal and bring them back from the loneliness of their own self-absorption? Because Will’s betrayal was never a betrayal at all, of course—it was all offensive defense, and only Hannibal’s narcissism sees it that way. But because we empathize with him in spite of ourselves, we can’t help but see it that way, too, at least a little. And ultimately Will saw it that way himself.

like, i love gay serial killers in love with their purehearted doppelgangers more than just about any other fictional trope there is, both because I love the humanizing element that comes from this dynamic and because i’m fascinated by how this trope that’s generally portrayed as overtly homophobic always subverts itself and becomes an affirmation of the power of homoerotic love. BUT I can’t ever view the dynamics of this ship the way I think sometimes Tumblr wants me to. Hannibal may long for human connection, but he’s still the maker of his own alienation.

Just in case, you know, you forgot that eating people isn’t a route to healthy relationship-building.

I’m gonna skip addressing the second paragraph bc I’m not well-versed in the genre & I also have no idea what Tumblr thinks about the dynamics of this ship because I don’t follow anyone (although surely nobody is arguing that this is a healthy or unproblematic relationship, right?!), but… re: the first paragraph!

I was thinking about this a lot the other day – because when I talk to my friends about this show & explain to them what I think is going on, I feel like I do come across (maybe I just really am) very hardcore Hannipologist, and it felt like a hypocritical position for me to take because I’m very judgmental about, for instance, Walter White, another BAD DUDE who fucks up his own life by acting selfishly every time he gets a chance.

And I think, in the end, part of what I didn’t like about Breaking Bad was that I didn’t know what the show was trying to say – if anything – about Walter, or people like Walt, or being selfish, or being human.  I couldn’t tell why it wanted me to relate to Walt beyond the basic push-pull sensation of being repulsed by the protagonist you’re (helplessly kind of still) rooting for.

But Hannibal is a different kind of show.  Like, I KNOW I ALWAYS BRING EVERYTHING BACK TO THE ILIAD AND I’M SORRY ABOUT THAT LOL but I think it’s valid since Hannibal himself brought it up!  And Hannibal is absolutely an Achilles-type character.  Like, the Iliad is very much about what it means to be human/mortal, and it does this in large part by cutting back and forth between the amoral, carefree, partying gods of the pantheon and the bloody carnage of the Trojan war, and Achilles for half the story has one foot in each camp.  He’s self-centered and self-assured because he doesn’t recognize any connection between himself and the men dying on the battlefield; although he’s physically among mortals, he considers himself an immortal and acts like one.  But when Patroclus dies (thx to Achilles’ Gr8 Ideas), he is forced to confront the fact that there is humanity/mortality within him, and he essentially self-destructs and throws away his immortality out of grief, because he finally recognizes a connection.

(It always struck me as funny that Hannibal fancast himself and Will as Achilles and Patroclus, because I just… wonder what the dude thinks this story is even about? LIKE IT’S LITERALLY ABOUT YOU, HANNIBAL. YOU ARE ABOUT TO CRASH AND BURN, EVEN AS YOU DRAW THIS FANART AND NARRATE THE ILIAD TO YOUR PATROCLUS LOL.  Like what level of self-awareness… does he have… when he makes this comparison LOL)

Anyway, I think the point of characters like Achilles and like Hannibal is that they exist at the very edge of being human – just one more half-step to the left and they’d be fully inhuman (immortal, a god, literally Satan, an alien, etc.), but it’s precisely because they’re such an edge case that they are able to highlight to us the power of what makes us human – the idea that we are helpless to love and loss, that the connections between us and other humans and the severing of said connections and our ultimate inability to control either are what give our lives meaning.

So yes, I think the show does ask us to relate to Hannibal, and I think it does want us to want him to make a human connection despite (or perhaps because of) his track record of being unable to do so.  And I think the show consciously presents that human connection that Hannibal makes as being both the thing that potentially redeems him and the thing that destroys him, because if he can make a human connection and truly love another person, then it makes him – even this monster – human and just like us.  But in making this connection and surrendering himself to the helplessness of being human, he loses a core facet of what makes him fundamentally him: his amorality, his immortality (his [greek] god-like qualities), they’re all contingent on him holding himself as separate from humanity.  And now he’s no longer separate, so he has to fall.


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And now that you’re done watching that, the history of ScoobyDooMistakes:

When I was but a wee little babby, I grew up on Scooby-Doo, as I imagine a lot of you did. Even though it was a show from the late 60s and early 70s, reruns of the original episodes were still common on Cartoon Network “back in my day.” I remember having VHS tapes of Scooby marathons that I liked to watch on sick days… fun times.

Even back when I was little, I was pretty observant, and would notice errors in the animation. Later on, I’d watch episodes on my first-gen iPod Touch, take screenshots of funny things I found, and then show them to family. Even later on, when my little brother Oliver was old enough, I started showing him the episodes, and going frame-by-frame through the errors to take photos of what I had found.

About a year ago, I decided to create a blog to house the mistakes — originally, it was a total secret, just acting as a convenient place to put the photos, each complete with a short explanation as to what’s going on. The plan was, I’d send friends there, for their viewing pleasure.

…ok, to be fair, I don't have much in the way of friends, so admittedly, there was one kink in the plan. 

After a while, though, I realized that there might be few people on Tumblr who would like ScoobyDooMistakes, so I started adding a handful of relevant tags to the posts. They got a couple notes, and people were obviously enjoying them, so I started to tag things even better. Before too long, the blog had 10 followers, and then 20, and then 50, and then 100… and so, I just kept posting and posting.

I improved the presentation, improved the captions, and generally did everything I could to make it as engaging and enjoyable as possible. It really seemed to strike a chord with people… especially the poorly-drawn faces. Derps such as Shaggy eating a pineapple got over 14,000 notes, and one frame from an animation of Shag and Scoob making sandwiches managed to achieve 56,000+. Even the Scooby derp series that pushed us over 10k got 4,300 in only 12 hours — pretty crazy, huh?

As for the future of Scooby Doo mistakes, it will never, ever stop. After we finish going through the old series of movies, I’ll look at later seasons of Scooby-Doo, and see if any of them stand up to the originals in terms of derp quality.

And even when we finally have completed our quest, having have found every animator’s mistake, and documented every hilarious derp, I’ll just start reposting old mistakes that most of you have never gotten a chance to see. Don’t worry, you’ll never have to live without your daily Scooby fix!

OK, I think that just about concludes the history… to wrap things up, I’d just like to say, to all of you loyal SDM fans out there: thank you, from the bottom of my heart. Even though all you’re doing is looking at funny pictures on Tumblr, and this blog hasn’t put a penny in my pocket, thank you for looking and enjoying.

In all honesty, the past three years of my life have been pretty awful, and I haven’t had anyone to go through it with. What makes me feel better, though, is making other people happier — so you can imagine just how nice it is to see the notes on a post go up and up, and know that each one represents someone who got an extra chuckle in their day.

So yes, thank you all, sincerely and truly, and let’s keep working to make Tumblr a happier, funnier place for everyone!

Thanks for reading, and keep spreading the Scooby love,



Ps. How do you feel about, say… one post an hour, for the next 24 hours, to celebrate?

anonymous asked:

I'm sorry if this seems rude, but a lot of people look to you for information for writing and art resources and things, and i don't know but it seems a little selfish that you're not answering things any more. You made a commitment when you started the blog to make this about viking information and to answer questions, and it seems like you owe that to your followers to answer their questions. I don't know it just seems kinda selfish, especially right now.

Seems rude?  Seems rude?  Oh, no.  See, this here?  This just straight up is rude.

I honestly can’t tell if you’re completely unaware of what you’re saying or if you’re just an asshole.  But I’m going to give you the benefit of the doubt and assume that you’re plain ignorant.

You have pissed me off.  I quite literally want to throw something.  Usually, I can be civil, or I can give some semblance of civility while implying that you don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about and that you should lock yourself inside a box and never speak again because no one deserves your condescending behaviour.  And I usually try to remain calm and collected and I do try to respond to things like this in a well-mannered way, because I believe that no amount of provocation merits downright assholery.  But I’m only human, and I can’t always live up to this.  Sometimes, I need to say what I want to say, even when I’m writing and can concsiously censor myself.  Sometimes, I want to be a bitch and damn the consequences.  And you get to take home a trophy today, because you have successfully pissed me off to the point that all my intentions to remain civil have vanished.

So, yeah.  I’m gonna be a bitch.  I’m going to be mean.  I’m going to be insulting.  And a ton of people are probably going to unfollow when they realize that I am not a very nice person.  But do you want to know something funny?  I don’t give a hot shit.

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Flare 18

Shortish update on this one; the ballet thing definitely consumed a lot of time and energy. (I haven’t forgotten about “Mercury,” by the way, for anyone who cares, but I obviously have back-burnered it. Turns out I can’t write two continuing pieces at once. How our big dreams crumble.) Just a little inching forward on a few fronts here. Backward:  amatterofcomplication’s masterpost, part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7, part 8, part 9, part 10, part 11, part 12, part 13, part 14, part 15, part 16, and part 17.

Flare 18

Helena stops by the firehouse to pick up Myka’s remaining things—she has so few things of her own at this point, and Helena would like to have at least these few belongings at home in the apartment, so that Myka might have a vague sense of its truly being home, of belonging, of actually having belongings.

A cornered part of Helena had wished, after Christina’s death, for a fire, one that would sweep away everything, and if it did not kill Helena—and most days, she hoped for that—it would at least remove every reminder at once, every bit of before. There would be no toys, no books, no chess, no chair… not even the clothes Helena had worn when she was Christina’s mother. The skin of before would burn away.

What would have taken its place, however, she has no idea. And she suspects that Myka has no idea what will take the place of her own skin of before. Helena wants to say, here, take mine…

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