its better if you dont understand

things i learnt regarding learning languages

recently i finished second stage of linguistic olympiad, which focuses on translating rare languages based on logical analysis, basically you don’t know the language but there is a logic rule you have to guess to translate things, yeah, its fun, now im waiting for the results of the second stage.

the thing is, after practicing, doing many problems from previous years, i found myself understanding languages’ rules easier. i’ve always been convinced that to learn language is not to learn the rules by heart, but to understand them, so here are my tips based on that:

1. native speakers are your best resource. some may disagree due to them often not being aware of certain grammar rules, but thats the point. learn the usage, not the rules. rules will come naturally to you when you analyse them for yourself based on using the language. 

2. ive been learning russian for almost 2 years now and my teacher has been focusing on remembering the rules, as if thats the best way to learn the language. so we didnt have much access to any context, not to mention poorly made textbooks. but now that ive become familiar with lots of usage, i dont need to stress about the rules, but base the grammar on previous, similiar contexts.

3. you dont need the rules unless youre majoring philology. for real, i understand that its not your native language, but whats so bad about treating it as one? learn it just like kids would. use it.

4. about using it, put yourself in native speaker’s position, change the language of your fav sites, talk to people even if you dont know much yet, stop stressing about grammar. imagine people talking to you without using cases, conjugations - youre still gonna understand them, so why not start with that yourself?


- analyse the grammar yourself instead of learning written rules (thats also gonna make you remember it better)

- vocabulary > grammar

- make friends with native speakers

- embarass yourself, make mistakes, talk bullshit - its all a way to success

Guys help I’m emotional

So I wrote a thing- Its a Langst thing.

It isnt finished and its just in the ‘summarize’ stage but… I dont know if I should expand on it?

Read it under the cut if you wantttt

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No but really, are they doing it this transparent on purpose?? Like he announces his single and suddenly Nasty gets her personal pap pics, she makes sure to show she stayed in London cause she doesn’t want anything to do with this kid, Louis spends 6 months without even staying in LA for more than 3 weeks but suddenly he is back being papped with this kid out of the blue and now back on his IG which since it has to be all about promotion for his single needs to include this poor kid according to the genius mind of his team and of course this picture come the 1st of the month, and exactly 3 weeks after the last time they were papped……like…its so obvious they are showing to fans that louis only uses this kid when he has to promote himself they dont even care to show he is a real father anymore, they only want you to think this is the kind of person he is and i truly cannot understand WHY they think all this is helping to sell or is the right way to promote their artist. It’s so sad and heartbreaking that they dont have nothing better to do with him when they saw the reaction to the interview and how people would love him just for himself and his music.

yumeyumepastel  asked:

Henry makes Mimikyu cry tears of joy because he actually LOVES it's horrifying appearance underneath it's cloth. :O

Henry would totally love mimikyu and mimikyu deserves all the love in the world!! It’s amazing and needs more friends!! ;u; 

On a side note this ask coldn’t have come on a better time as I’m getting back into pokémon go right now with the spring weather! ᕦ໒( ՞ ◡ ՞ )७ᕤ


You know those duets where the man and woman just complate each other while singing, perfect sinchronisation between them. So what if onboard the alien ship there is couple that just loves to sing, they have a guitar with them and have been singing together since they met. They are not good enough or dont want to became famous, its just a hobby for them.

Alien X was walking towards the lounge when he heard them. He stopped at the doorway and stared in suprse. Why didnt the humans tell them they were songmakers!? And ones soo good!

When the little concert the couplr had created simply to pass the time ended, X walked in the room and bowed to them. At the same time he couldn’t believe that the rest of the humans that were litening didn’t do the same. They were smiling and saying they should do this again, and that it would be great to sing this song or better yet that one.

But still X didnt understand why they didn’t bow or express their reverence to the sogmakers in some way. When he asked about it the couple that sang said
“Why would they? We are not really that good, its just hobby for us. Beside on earth we dont show ”reverence" towards musicians. The fans usually sing along with their favorite songs or dance to the music.”

“They sing during a performance!? But that is of one the greatest offence you can give a songmaker. And what do you mean that you are not that good? What i heard is pure heaven, you are so much better than our songmakers. I don’t think even the our best ones can compare!”

The humans started to laugh at this (X has heard that some humans had a genetic defect that made their teeth become even sharper than what is nornal. Now he was wondering if the male was one of those people.) While he was musing about sharp teeth, the humans had stopped laughing and were now answering:

“ I wonder what you will think when you hear Beyonce or even Michael Bolton! Now their singing I could call heaven. Seriously this is just a hobby for us, we arent good enough to go enywhere with it and we dont want it to, we love our jobs.”
“And about singing along? I get the impression that we are much more free with our music than your people. It IS created for our entertaiment after all. Most sing along and dance, but you could always just jump around, clap your hands with the beat. Oh I personally don’t like it when someone starts to scream at the begining of their favorite song, but it’s still a normal reaction especially at concerts.“

X was close to fainting now. To treat a song and its songmaker in such way! He could not believe it, after all songmakers were considered Holy people and as close to gods on some planets even! And these humans who are not even considered professional by their own people! He shudders to think of the chaos this new dicovery would create.

Sorry if I messed smthg up, english is not my native tongue and I hope you liked the story. Its only the second one I’ve ever written as I much prefer to read books than to write stories myself but i just had to share this idea.

Say my name.

Pairing : DeanxReader, Sam
Word count : 1,625
Author : Mel

A/N : this is what happens when I have to pee at 4am, and my kid’s radio is playing “Say my name.” by Destiny’s Child.

You were sitting on the edge of the bed staring at the floor and trying to keep your nerve when the Impala pulled in outside. You waited quietly and patiently for them to come into the room. You hoped they didn’t get hurt on this hunt, or your nerve would be gone. Holding your breath as their boots came loser to the door, you glanced up as it finally opened and Dean walked in smiling, with Sam behind him.

“Hey baby.” Dean grinned at you. Both boys looked unhurt, which gave you a sense of relief for just a moment, but you didn’t miss how Sam instantly furrowed his brows at the sight of you.

“What’s my name, Dean.”

“What?” His smile was gone and he was confused.

“Say my name.”

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anonymous asked:

aaahh you're making me want to watch black sails. what's it about?

forget what you saw. run. run while you still can.

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Captain H’roll’ah Was very pleased with how the trend of hiring these “Family groups” of humans was going, reporting various levels of efficiency from %5 to even %40.

His crew was getting used to the presence of other species too, while they made for a strange, and brutish species, they were still rather intelligent, and hardy.

While searching for more groups to take on in maintenance, he came across a pair of ‘Siblings’, and while they weren’t on the list together, he hired them each individually. He would team them up together, or well, that was his intention.

But oh, did the trouble start when they arrived. Shouting, echoing through the ship halls. He had put them into a co-supervisor position in the engineering department, but H’roll’ah was reconsidering his choices.

“Ann, Mel, what seems to be the issue?” 

The first woman, a tall human, even by their own standards, flared up in rage. “Why would you bring that incompetent oaf on board! She is useless! Barely competent for even janitorial duties!”

Before H’roll’ah Could even attempt to mediate, the second woman, a stout, heavy set woman shouted back “ONE TIME! I Mistake a fuse for a fenevew drive compartment and I never hear the end of it!”


The captain, almost terrified with the incredible noise these humans were capable of making such loud sounds. 

Despite their impressive statures, he got between them and tried to speak above, “I think it would be best if you Mel of clan Richards, went on break! Ill be speaking to both of you!”

The staunch woman stormed off, making loud thuds as she trudged off.
“Do you mind telling me what was going on?” He directed to Ann, “I thought the Family units that the humans operate with were close?”

The woman sighed, pinched her brow in a frown and leant back against the wall. “Not all families get along.”
“But you grew up together? Does that not make for a tight bond?”
“Not in every case boss. She was favoured by my Parents, which can lead to issues.”
“What sort of issues? Your efficiency is down over fourty percent! I need the best out of every one of my crew!”
“These sorta things cant always be fixed, Maybe its best if I move to a different part of the ship, or maybe just drop me off at the next space port, I’ll grab another job”

With a sigh, he nodded. He never could quite understand humans. 
“Can you continue to supervise for now, I’ll go off to talk to your sibling”

She grunted and jutted her head up, a sign seen in most creatures as a threat, but to the humans, apparently a sign of acknowledgement.

H’roll’ah Entered the mess hall and sat beside Mel. He would try a human tactic for her.
“Hello Mel of Clan Richards-”

“Mel is fine” she interjected

“Sorry, Mel. Why are you and your siblings always attacking each other like the Gloraxes of Spicheil 9?”

With a shifty glance, the woman rolled her eyes, clearly not wanting to talk. 
“We never saw eye to eye. We went our seperate ways, and intended on not seeing each other again. we didnt think that the same ship would hired both of us.”
“I hired both of you, as most family units operate rather well together”

“Not all, in fact, many human families dont get a long. Its just the way it is.”

“Our species tends to work remarkably well together, but humans are always attacking each other. I understand you had millennia of war with each other” H’roll’ah had been looking into human history, as he wanted to understand them better.
“Yeah, its cause we are all very different. We may get angry at each other, and we may do some nasty things, but its what makes us all different, y’know? Its got its own strengths”

H’roll’ah Nodded in agreement, but he knew now he would have to seperate them “I think I understand. I’ll assign each to different parts. On your report it says you are proficient at navigation planning, would this suit you?”

Mel nodded, and Got up. “Ill head there now, thank  boss, I feel a bit cooler now”.

H’roll’ah Sighed, and shook his head. He was really starting to get interested in these creatures.

anonymous asked:

Tips for beginning artists?

  • draw a lot. if you dont put in the hours nothing else matters
  • draw what you want not what you think you should. seriously this impacted me so much
  • dont worry about style
  • get good foundations. you cant cartoon/simplify something if you dont understand it in the first place
  • learn about color, be careful how you use pure white and pure black
  • draw in pen, its scary at first but it forces you to consider and plan every line
  • dont worry about making bad art, no one has to see it, i get like 1 okay drawing for every 5-10 i do. just get those bad draws out
  • warm ups are so important! the first hour or two can be discouraging cause everything looks bad, but keep going, the draws get better


I have posted this set before, but i did some mistakes, and i decide to fix it. First of all, I have tried to fix Lance’s skin colour, wich was wrong in first version of this set (i hope this is better q^q sorry please for this mistake), and also i have fixed some details in other arts in set. So, I hope this post is better UuU

and so, here is information about this set. I will just copy my text from first version of this post. So, here it is:


I have saw headcanon about Hunk, wich is about him supporting members of team. And headcanon about Hunk’s hugs with Shiro and headcanon about cookies for Pidge from him and I am be like HMMM!!!!! So here it is, 

multi-headcanon about that kind of hugs everyone in team gets from our cinnamon roll then they need it

Big “Who wants space peanut cookies?” hugs for Pidge

Warm “We will do something with your nightmares. Come here” hugs for Shiro

Silent “I can just sit here with you if it will make you feel better” hugs for Keith

Trust “Tell me about your problems, i will listen you” hugs for Lance

p.s. thanks people in tumblr for headcanons wich are inspired me! As i remember they were @captainsbones and @yarrayora and i cant find that post with cookies for Pidge headcanon so i dont have the athor D”””: …and if i did something wrong please tell me, its just my first expierience with headcanons, au and other things like that so i dont understand how it works :D 


Ok this is how its done, but I’m not sure if its helping because drawing is more about feeling to me than real anatomy. Whatever I want to draw I just observe it more and remember the detail then draw it out as I fixed the drawing in the process.

1. Sketch the basic, the pose. You can try to draw with dot (many wip online can help) for me I just go straight to this

2. Sketch the full pose with pencil, dont press too hard or when you erase it gonna be a real pain in the ass

3. Add small detail with pencil, just put it there so you have better vision of what to come. For the shoulder and the hip, you can put the bow line like that to draw the muscle and the butt better. I know its hard to understand huhu i dont know any other way to put it

4. Draw it with 0.2 mm pen, I used Marvy pen since acient time (kidding, since I came back to comic)

5. Add details for the muscle, in the thigh, the arm, the back, and the butt lololol

6. Erase all pencil lines, but dont press it you have to be as light as feather or the paper might be crushed. Then voila!

You also need to remember that Zen should be more lean and muscular than Saeran so the line for drawing him should be more thick and firm, while for Saeran case the butt just look juicy (yummm)

I know I suck as a mentor. Please look for more detailed WIP online huhu

You need to understand that studying requires extensive training. Study habits, amount of sleep, timing. Therefore, you should see it as a sport. In order to get better you need to repeat and practice. Your brain needs to be recited all this information for long term memory. It's a hard process, I know, but trust me you'll get there.

this is so important 🙌

I tried animation on paper today after so many years because I wanted to put my money where my mouth was. Clipping paper together at the bottom so they were all in line , just that and my blue pencil with its nubbey eraser on a table

you dont need programs , you dont need light tables, you dont need any kind of like ..EXPENSIVE THINGS that are keeping you from starting to animate. Just do the thing , and it may not be great when you start but keep doing it and you’ll get better. I used to really dislike doing it because i didnt understand it at all but im a big believer in ppl finding their own way - dont let things stop you. 

anonymous asked:

YOU SHIP QROWIN OH MYGOD - ahem. Can we expect more art of them in the future ??? :D

YOU’D BE SURPRISED because I definitely will spam a lot of them

Have a charity ball AU thing where our fav snowbirds is stuck and forced to call it truce for a night (the peace of both kingdoms is at sake so they better act like mature adults they’re supposed to be for once)

Then things start getting a little worked up

okay so. as someone who runs one of the very, very few ocpd-centric blogs on tumblr (not this one, i mean @thatocpdfeel ), its actually so upsetting how little people know abt ocpd, even here on tumblr amongst other mental health bloggers. not to say anything bad abt those bloggers!!! its just not spoken abt much. maybe thats because its not as common as, like, bpd or avpd, but its also because SO many ocpd symptoms are ENCOURAGED by society. i get so many tags on my posts saying “thats an ocpd thing???” or “thats not normal???” or “im not supposed to do that???” like so much of what is killing us from the inside are things parents, teachers, and guardians all think are positive attributes to have, but we internalize those things in such a twisted and intense way that we suffer and yet are idealized for our suffering.
ive had so many people with other illnesses, like depression, tell me how ocpd has its upsides because i can be productive and get stuff done when they cant even get out of bed. thats not how it works.
ocpd is not being perfect.
ocpd is NEEDING to be perfect because even the tiniest mistake means you are the scum of the earth and deserve to die.
ocpd is not double checking your work to make sure you got everyting right because you want a good score.
ocpd is perfecting the wording of a single sentence because if it doesnt imply the exact thought you are trying to get across then it means you have failed and even if it is still technically right and no points are taken off, inside you know that it was wrong and it COULD have been better and your personal standards are ten times higher than the official standards because you know that the goals you need to reach to be successful are leaps and bounds above what the average person needs, not because you are better than them but because you must strive to become better than them at all cost because second best is still a loser.
ocpd is not orangizing your work station before starting a new project.
ocpd is crying and screaming while you trash 42 different versions of the same attempted project and shoving everything off your desk and wanting to pull out your hair or bang your head on a wall because you messed it up so many times already and if you dont get it right this time you will never get it and you will be marked as a failure for the rest of your life, unable to accomplish literally anything and youre so terrified of that thought you take six hours to scrub at your desk and mop the floor and take a razor to that bit of wax thats been stuck on the leg of your chair for a week and half and meticulously organize everything into boxes, counting every ration you put in to make sure they all even out, and listing everything thats there and labeling the boxes then straight up leaving the work area and not thinking about the project for another month.
ocpd is not having a folder of all your important documents because you know you will need them some time.
ocpd is having six folders, each containing vastly different documents, some of which are important, some of which are just old receipts to mcdonalds, some are keepsakes from friends, some of which are just a scap of paper with scribbles that you dont remember what they mean but maybe one day you will, and the rest are just any paper youve ever come across in your life. theyre all just as important as everything else though because the thought of prioritising them is nearly incomprehensible because they are all important and you need them all for equally important things so when you need, like, that paper for your auto insurance you first must sift through six hundred pages of notes your friends passed back and forth in middle school over five years ago and you dont even talk to them anymore but you absolutely cannot get rid of them. its all so important.
ocpd is not being productive.
ocpd is waking up and remembering that you are an inherently flawed and imperfect being, but also that your worth in this world is defined by what you put into it, so even if you cant be perfect, if you make enough perfect stuff or do enough stuff perfectly, it will all give the illusion to others as well as yourself that you are perfect. so you push yourself to do whatever it is you do. regardless of your other illnesses, you work and and try to be as productive as you possibly can because thats your only chance. you go into work sick. you push yourself past your limits, past what you know you are physically/mentally able to do, and you suffer for breaching those limits but all that pain is WORTH it because you are temporarily overcome with a sense of accomplishement and SOMEONE is finally proud of you. you did something right FOR ONCE. so even if you go completely nonverbal, or lay in bed for the next week in pain, or end up in the ER, or seventeen other things didnt get done, there was the most brief sense of absolute euphoria even if its almost immidiately replaced by a sense of overwhelming anxiety about what you messed up, forgot, did wrong, or ignored to achieve that feeling and the cycle of fixing, fixing, fixing repeats itself. ocpd is not being bossy, egotistical, or controlling. ocpd is a deeply psychological understanding that even the most insignificant mistake will reflect back on you in the most exaggerated and horrendous way possible. its knowing that if you ask your friend to go get you a red pen, but they bring you a blue one, and you dont know they got blue instead, so if you write even the smallest mark in that blue ink, even if its technically okay to write in red or blue, you specified red, so the fact that its blue makes it wrong and unnacceptable so in your mind its better to drop what your doing and get the correct red pen yourself even if its right beside your friend and you are already focusing on something else. the concept of asking others to do something, not even something in a manner of helping you but just to divide up jobs evenly, its absolutely impossible. because if they do something wrong, it will reflect on you, then you did something wrong and we both know that doing something wrong is completely out of the question. you would rather multitask four things at once, but the sight of someone else just twiddling their thumbs while you bust your ass is so infuriating! why cant they do what you are doing? why cant they just read your mind and know exactly what you need, when you need it, and be helpful? thats what you would do if they were in your situation! if they were working like you, you would hand them everything. you would also probably go ahead and just put that back for them. well, you could also handle that too. and before you know it, their job is your job and there they are twiddling their thumbs and looking at you for a job to do. its the phrase “if you want something done right, do it yourself” taken to a whole other level. ocpd is so much more than what people think. were more than just a “type a personality” or “perfectionists” and its not just “mild ocd” either. ocpd is painful. please remember that.

Shawn's LA Q&A Breakdown
  • A fan asked him out on a date and he said if she can catch him before he leaves for San Diego, sure!
  • Q: If you could be any character from Grey's Anatomy who'd be?
  • A: Dr. Avery
  • Q: What does your DMs look like?
  • A: hundreds of groups
  • Shawn wants someone who makes him look at the better side of things
  • Shawn doesnt like when people dont understand what personal space is 🤔
  • Shawn said his favorite lyric is "What's really gonna break my heart, it's to have to tell your little brother"
  • "How much do you bench?
  • -honestly not that much"
I want crazy (Zach Dempsey x reader)

I did a little something, is pretty short but I love this song so, that happened, I hope you like it. Once again, english is not my mother lenguage so im sorry if theres some mistakes, please let me know.

Word Count: 893


Hannah Baker’s death was difficult, for everyone. At school, because teachers thought that they actually had the ability to understand you, with all problems and all the drama; it seems like parents thought the same so they usually forced you to talk of things that you dont want to talk or simply they dont actually understand, so yeah, Hannah Baker’s death has been problematic, specially for some people at school, like your boyfriend, Zach Dempsey.

When the tapes that Hannah Baker left became public everything went to hell. You knew about those tapes, you had countless conversations with Zach about them, about how bad he felt and how stupid and selfish he was – its ok babe, you have become a better person because of that and I love you for that- you usually told him, but in some way it wasn’t enough and everything was a mess. Bryce Walker left the country and was finishing his education in Europe, some left the school or were transferred. The ones who stayed at Liberty High had suffered the shame looks everywhere they went. That’s why she did it, that’s why Zach’s mum took him away so he could do his senior year anywhere else, away from all this mess, away from you.

So, it has been a pretty rough year for you without him, of course you had your friends, you had Clay too, who has been like a brother, but you needed your love, you needed Zach, because you had all this plans together, to run away, to study together, but now he was in Virginia with his aunt, studying there, playing basketball there, making a life without you even when you two tried to talk as much as you can.

Being away from him has been difficult, they were good days, really good days when you were totally happy ‘cause, beside the distance you talk a lot and you knew you had a guy that completely loves you, but some other days weren’t that good, you felt like if he doesen’t want the same things, what if he knew someone? If he doesen’t love you anymore?

-hey Y/L/N are you with us??- your teacher asked you – yeah yeah, sorry- you said and hurried beside your classmates. You were rehearsing quickly you positions for the graduation ceremony that was about to start.

Boring like all events, the ceremony went slowly as possible but at least it was the end, only this and you can say goodbye to high school, your parents were there so happy and proud, and your little sister was taking photos with her new instant camera like crazy.

After the ceremony everyone stayed at the school entrance, all talking,  taking pictures even some girls were crying and hugging each other. You were talking with clay, about his plans for the summer and everything when you two notice people talking in hushed tones and looking behind you. With your questioning look, Clay noded towards the street, so you turned, and you saw him. Zach Dempsey was across the street, leaning on his audi with the roof off. Why was he there? Why he didn’t tell you??, you looked at Clay who smiles at you an then to you mother who stood right beside you, she gave you a hug and a kiss – go, everything is ready- she told you. Your little sister gave you her instant camera – take this- she told you, you smiled and looked for Zachs eyes who was smiling there, waiting for you. You gave one step and Clay told you – Come on Y/N! GO! – giving you a reassurance push , and then you went running to him. Zach was waiting for you with open arms picking you up and spun you around, you put your arms around his neck and kissed him while he slowly stops spinning.

-hey babe- he told you looking for your eyes- Hey.. why.. didn’t.. you.. tell.. me.. you..were.. coming- you said giving him quick kisses. He put his hands on your cheeks so you were looking at himg right in the eyes- because i needed so see you, i need your kisses, yor warm, your love. I don’t want to feel good away from you, i wanted to take risks. I want this feeling of not knowing how to breathe when i see you, i want to be with you, everyday- he told you just before he kisses you with all his love and passion – Lets go – he told you pulling the door open for you – what?!- lest’s go Y/N, lest get crazy! – he told you taking away your gown and throwing it on the back sit of his car, leaving you with your dress and heels, and then you saw there were two backpacks- we’re runing away?- you asked him – yeah, everything is ready. You turned your head to see your parents who were smiling and saying goodbye so you entered the car and went away with the love of your life.

Once you two were on the road by the sea, you looked at him and took his right hand – where are we going?? You asked him, looking at the sea.

-I don’t care as long as I’m with you- he said smiling you and you gave him a quick kiss. With this man you could go to the end of the world.

anonymous asked:

hi, I was told that not wanting a cure for autism is ridiculous because why wouldn't we want to "be in our right mind"? I couldn't respond because I didn't know how to, they see curing autism as being a good thing for autistic people. I'm stumped because I don't want to be cured and don't want a cure but they see cure as a positive. I don't know how to respond because I just.. I'm worried they'll try to cure me first chance they get. I don't know what to do, I'm scared. I like being autistic :(

hi, sorry this took me a while to answer (i was at pride yesterday and crashed as soon as i got home)

im sorry you’ve had to deal with someone like that. unfortunately, thats not a rare occurance; most of us will have to argue against cure culture at least once. 

it’s great you like being autistic! autism is a wonderful thing! and that’s what cure culture fails to acknowledge - that autism isn’t inherently awful or bad. we don’t want a cure, and so allistics assume that means we don’t possess the mental faculties to make our best decisions (see also: taking away autonomy from disabled people). this way they effectively silence us, and simultianiously push a harmful rhetoric that makes no viable sense.

here are some useful counters to cure culture arguments:

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Laying it out on the table.

I’m used to losing friends because its human nature. You grow apart from people. You stop talking. But I didnt think I would lose a friend over speaking my mind. This is the second time I have lost a friend because I was telling them the harsh reality of being a black woman in America. I love all my mutuals no matter what color you are.

I fucks with everyone if they fuck with me that’s my motto I go by. (Thanks Cardi B lmao)

But the fact people cannot understand that society has made it hard for black girls like myself to feel beautiful and attractive baffles me. The fact it’s always downplayed by some of my nonblack friends. “Oh its not that bad. All men suck” “You shouldnt seek validation in men” Excuses. All bullshit.

This is why half the time I dont say anything about this kind of stuff because I always lose friends. They refuse to believe anything I’m saying is true. As if Im being over dramatic. Its in statistics. Black women are the least desirable. 

We are going to ignore that Im a light skinned black woman for a second because yes Im lighter than alot of black women but I face the same issues.Call me a light skinned cunt or yellow/red bitch or whatever but truth is: I will be looked over for a white, Latina or Asian woman. 

Same shit.

Let me talk about my first year of college. I spent my first year chasing Black guys. Yes the racist/antiblack bitch people think I am…I was checking for black men! But guess what? They werent checking for my ass! And guess what? I’m light skinned with an ass. Shocker. Because you know we get everything apparently. 

Anyways. The black guys at the school would sleep with black girls but they wouldnt date them. They would just date mixed and white girls. From then on I realized I should look elsewhere when it came to dating.

I’m not saying its better or anything but Im glad I dont care about black guys. Because I know I will never be who and what they want. And that’s okay. 

The point is why when I speak the truth people get defensive and think I dont care about you? I’m telling you this shit because I care enough to tell you.

I’m bitter because of my bad experiences that keep happening over and over. I just dont cry as much as I do now because its the same shit.


Shout out to @kpop-sweetie because we been through alot and she understands that she’s a white woman and she is the standard of beauty verses me and she understands me when I say I dont find myself beautiful. 

Tumblr can be all body positive and black girl magic stuff all they want but its not the reality I face. 

I’ll go back to kpop now. I just wanted to lay it all out for yall.