Do U Guys Listen To Music In Languages That Aren’t Your First Language . And If So What Languages

Reblog to explode him

this is my quiet warning for everyone that, while you absolutely should not bring techno up on anyone’s stream and let them choose to say things in their own time, we can’t control the whole world, and stream chats in general may be bad for a while. if you’re watching someone, especially anyone playing minecraft, and you know that will get to you, recommend just turning off chat for now

closeted transfems deserve the world. if you're a closeted transfem know it doesn't make you any less your gender & one day you WILL be able to be yourself for real

[18] Trip to the nether

ren 🤝 joel

let me get this b*tches pronouns before i murder them ruthlessly

i'm so happy that annabeth is black because the whole "ppl don't take me seriously cause i'm blonde" bs? never made sense. but if that becomes "people don't respect me because i'm a black woman"... dude that HITS. people never respect me because of my race. i always have to prove myself in other ways. this could mean so much if it's pulled off right

it's been said before and i'm sure said better than i can phrase it. but really, really - if you like making "i'm going to kill myself" jokes, please try switching to being ironically conceited instead.

anytime something goes wrong, say things like "ah well at least i'm beautiful and charming and everyone loves me." when you forget something, try "my big huge brain is so smart and thinking about too many other very big wizardly thoughts you wouldn't even understand." when you're frustrated by one of your symptoms, start talking like you're in My Immortal. "Life has come for me but my eyes are beautiful pools of gorgeous fire and my hair is amazing. I stuck my middle finger up at life and told it to fuck off and it did."

just... try it for a month or two. try saying the most absurdly self-congratulatory shit you can think of.

i know it's tempting to make suicide or self-harm jokes. and for me at least, a decade ago (!) when someone suggested i stop making those kinds of jokes, i was kind of at a loss for what to replace them with. i wanted to make light of these moments, but genuinely (at the time) my first thought really was suicidal ideation. there was a part of me that even felt like ... i was kind of "making light" of that voice. that if i could say i want to die lol, it would help take the sting out of that genuine (albeit passive) desire. like i could turn my illness into a joke.

when i started complimenting myself instead, it felt awkward and stupid. it felt really, really ironic. what i was actually saying was nobody would ever think this stuff about me, that's what makes it so fucking funny.

but. the effect was immediate. first thing i noticed was the people around me. when i dropped a glass and said ah my skin is too beautiful and sleek the glass has swooned and broken for me, other people were suddenly overjoyed to jump in with the joke. rather than making an awkward moment, we'd both start cracking up. ah princess sleek hands, i've heard of you.

i was 19. i hadn't noticed i'd been making others tense when i said i want it all to end. i know now that it's incredibly hard to know how to walk that moment - do you talk to them about your concern? do you potentially make them uncomfortable by asking if they're okay? do you ignore the situation? do you help them pick up the glass, or do they need to do it by themselves? are they genuinely made suicidal over this small moment? and most importantly, how do you - without professional training or supplies - actually help?

most people want to help you pick up the glass in your life, they just have no fucking idea how to do it. they don't want to make anything worse. they don't want to make assumptions about you. they love you, they're scared for you - and being scared makes people kind of freeze up. it's not because they don't love you. it's because they do.

now when something bad happens, my first thought is how can i make a stupid joke about this. it isn't my brain saying you're a dumb fucking bitch. i spend more time laughing. i spend more time being gentle with myself. i spend more time feeling good.

and the thing is - what's kind of funny - is that you'd be surprised by how many people agree with you. the first time i said i'm too pretty to understand that, someone else said to be fair you're the prettiest person in this room. i promise - you really don't know how kindly your friends see you. but they love you for a reason. they sort of reverse-velveteen-rabbit you. your weird and ugly spots fade away and you just become... the love they want to give you.

go love yourself ironically. the worst thing that happens is that you end up tricking your reflection into actually loving you.

this is such a good clip

Imagine if Security Breach had end credit bloopers like some of the old Disney movies. I’d like to think they’d go something like this:

- “Freddy, you’re supposed to be on lockdown!” “Officer Vanessa, I… forgot my lines.”

- Monty tries clawing through the chainlink gate, only to fail and smash into it

- Sun falls behind the security counter, but instead of Moon coming back up it’s Mapbot

- One of the animatronics jumpscares Gregory, only to be cut off by a boom mic hitting their head

- Freddy opens his chest cavity, only for the doors to fall off

- Vanny trips while skipping around the pizzeria

- “Roll and rock! Wait NO-“

- Moon tries clipping on its suspension cable while chasing Gregory, but misses the clip and faceplants

- “I do not come up here anymore. I miss him.” *Bonnie enters through a side door drinking a Fizzyfaz*

- The Afton introduction scene but when the door opens it’s Mapbot