Someone: Interrobang
Me, not an intellectual: Questclamation mark
Someone: Interrobang
Me, not an intellectual: Questclamation mark
when im dead make sure my cemetery has that “creepy 1800′s gothic graveyard with satanic fog” aesthetic
when im dead blast me into space, I don’t want random people who have no idea who I was or aren’t polite enough to ask my permission to flop all over my grave and mope and make me their uncredited photoshoot companion hell no, they’d better tag me in that shit and I expect full seance ritual beforehand to get all the details ironed out. and they had better give me some fancy halloween decorations or so help me I will haunt the shit out of them until they die
ADORABLE and Progressive
Aaron makes it real 2017 #BlackGirlsMagic
I bet white people won’t help
“im nonbinary, please dont misgender me”
“#BlackGirlsMagic”
Why am I so stupid? OMG
I’m so sorry
Alright, these are kinda adorable…
Much-MUCH better than sad, tortured, & unfortunate Wee Ones staring at the camera hopelessly. THIS might actually help THEM find homes too.
I want to prove a point.
also what form of media do you want to see ASL more present in? Books? Movies? Tv?Not sure if this is useful to anyone, but I had a big breakthroughs in my idea of self-care recently when I applied a phrase I use to combat negative self-talk - “Would you talk to a close friend that way?” - and reframed it as: “Would you care for a friend that way?”
Imagine my friend came to visit and she got hungry. Would I say, “Wait five hours until I’m done with this project and then you can eat a granola bar?” No, I would not. Would I say, “I’m don’t have time to go grocery shopping for you, so why don’t you spend three days straight eating this years-old Ramen I found in the basement that one of my old roommates left behind?” No, I would not. If her clothes got dirty, would I say, “I’m too lazy to scrounge up some quarters so why don’t you wear these ill-fitting clothes from Goodwill with holes in them?” No, I would not. If she had a day off, would I say, “I can’t be bothered to find something good for you to do; why don’t you just sit on the couch reading depressing internet articles all day?” No I would not. And if I were at a party, and she was tired and feeling uncomfortable and wanted to go home, would I say, “Stop being such an awkward loser, stay here and smile at people so they don’t think you’re rude?” No, I would not. A person I treated that way would be justified in wondering if she was my friend at all.
But, needless to say, I treat myself that way all the time. Once my friend has all her basic needs taken care of, sure, we can go for manicures and massages after. But that’s not the point. The point is making sure she’s fed and washed and clothed and comfortable; and I don’t think I’m the only one who has a whole lot of trouble even getting to that point.