Cut all negatives out of your life. Look at things completely different. Go someplace you’ve never been and smile like you’ve never smiled bigger. Meet new people and push yourself to new limits. Wear new things, listen to wider varieties of sounds and dance to all of them. Soon the you that was troubling you before will be long dead and a new, happier, and more fulfilled you will be more alive than ever before.
why do i care more about fictional characters' problems more than my own?
Because you relate to them and their struggles on a subconscious level and—because society demands us never be too self involved—you are unconsciously rerouting your empathy toward yourself to subsequently heal wounds you do not actively know you have.
There is no answer to life because life is not a question. It is a statement with a sarcastic tone and a shrugging gesture that kind of says “I don’t know… Maybe… I mean if you really want to do that I guess that’s cool.”
A host-seeking virulent strand of a horrible disease called “intolerance and bigotry”. It appears that the “hair” aka the host-seeking virus, has found a diseased potato to infect, causing the potato to adapt somewhat human-like features and the ability of speech to spread its disease of intolerance and bigotry.
Tap her shoulder. Blush. Look down at your shifting feet. Confess your feelings, past criminal history, family bloodline, divulge in government secrets, whisper about the cameras, point nervously at the suspicious man in the corner, compliment her outfit, her eyes, her pulsating shadow. Then stare at her face for a while. Like an oddly long time. Then laugh. Again, for an uncomfortable amount of time. Then say, “So…?” I know this is old fashioned, but sometimes that’s the way to go.
Because you’re in it. That… that sounds like I’m being flirtatious. Don’t get me wrong, I find you attractive. But I’m not trying to flirt, I’m trying to help. You see, the thing is, you are literally on fire right now. Did you not notice that?
how do you tell another person that you have a crush on them?
Pass them notes. Pass them friendly glances. Pass them in dark halls just outside the corner of their eyes. Pass them up on their assumptions that you’re following them with a casual, “Who me? Nah!” Pass them a gun and whisper, “Run they’re after us.” Run forever. You are partners now.
are you aware of asexuals. you should be, now is the time to become aware.
I am very aware of asexuals. Some people choose not to acknowledge them, for the same reason we all ignore ghosts, most lizards, and monarchies. As they fear their divine rights to have an absolute rule over us.