Just because two people aren’t romantically involved doesn’t mean they can’t be super important to one another.
Just because two people are super important to one another doesn’t mean they have to be romantically involved.
It is okay to love people deeply without wanting to be with them romantically and people should not make your friendship uncomfortable by consistently nagging you to date.
Let’s appreciate and support friendships and stop demanding people to have feelings they don’t have.
All t.v. and film writers need to read this. Because I’ve had e-fucking-nough of having to sit through forced hetro relationship after forced hetro relationship. Writers don’t seem to care if there’s chemistry there or not, they just wanna see how fast they can make ‘em fuck and its just so fucking hard to sit through.
look…………….. write as much shitty fic as you want. nobody can stop you. you’re learning constantly and it’s better to write hackneyed implausible ridiculousness than it is to not write at all out of fear of fucking up. you’re good
There was an experiment a professor did. I think it was pottery students. He did an experiment of “quality” vs “quantity”. One half of the class he told; you have to make as many pots as possible. Good pots, bad pots, shitty pots, whatever. The more pots you make, the higher your grade.
The other half of the class were told, “you can make only one pot”. But that pot had to be perfect. The quality had to be high; the highest quality pot would get the best mark.
But when it came to the grading, they noticed something weird.
All the best quality pots were in the ‘quantity’ group.
The guys who were literally churning out pots, trying to make as many as possible, not concentrating on the quality. But every pot they made, made them better at making pots. By the end of the month (I think it was a month) – they had some pretty awesome pots coming out, because they enjoying finding all the ways and all the things they could do to make all their pots. Where as the ‘quality’ guys had spent their time reading up on pots, and technique, and researching and planning; which was all great but they’d had no further practice at actually making pots.
The best way to get really good at something, the only way to be really good at something, is to make lots of shitty attempts at that thing several of which will fail. If all you create are perfect things then you won’t improve, because how can you improve on perfect?
tl:dr MAKE YOUR SHITTY POTS.
“I fear not the man who has practiced 10,000 kicks once, but I fear the man who had practiced one kick 10,000 times.”
“Loving To Survive” by Dee L.R. Graham, “Men Who Hate Women and the Women Who Love Them” by Susan Forward and Joan Torres, and “Why Does He Do That?” by Lundy Bancroft changed my life and the way I saw my experiences and truly helped me with the healing process so much
I just wanted to thank all the queens who have not been in this situation reblogging these links for women who have overcome or are still living with abusive men and/or for wanting to read them yourself to better understand what/how/why abuse happens and how to support women in abusive relationships and say to every queen reblogging this who has been in the same situation as i have or is still in it that u are so strong and brave and wonderful and i wish u healing, happiness, and love because u are worth all of those things.
“Why Does He Do That?” is often recommended by my favorite columnist, Captain Awkward, so people can recognize potential warning signs of bad relationships.
Me: I’m having such a hard time, can y’all please go easy on me?
According to this meme I made in 2016, 2018 is the last year in a barrage of terrible years. In 2019, the suffering will end and good things will come to us once again
Reblog for a good 2019, because goddamnit we all need it.
The bees and wasps now recognise me as the person who gives them water. Which sounds cool but it means everytime I go outside they harass me until I fill up the waterer. On the bright side, I no longer have to fear wasps as they just buzz around me non-threateningly now.