redrew their magical first meeting! also first time I’ve redrawn a scene ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ
i think i am a better ghost than i am a human being
Wall Piece with 200 Letters (Kiasma)
From the movie “Ansiktet” by Ingmar Bergman (1958)
me and you and our dogs all sleeping together on our king sized bed
the only domestic instinct my parents have managed to pass on to me is the tendency to hoard multiple plastic bags in another plastic bags despite the fact that I will probably never need this many plastic bags in my adult life
7/19/14: “Do you guys ever do sleepovers when you guys go to hotels?”
that moment of shrieking, unending agony when a new villager destroys your landscaping with their stupid new house
Supposedly invented by the Chinese, there is an ancient form of torture that is nothing more than cold, tiny drops falling upon a person’s forehead.
On its own, a single drop is nothing. It falls upon the brow making a tiny splash. It doesn’t hurt. No real harm comes from it.
In multitudes, the drops are still fairly harmless. Other than a damp forehead, there really is no cause for concern.
The key to the torture is being restrained. You cannot move. You must feel each drop. You have lost all control over stopping these drops of water from splashing on your forehead.
It still doesn’t seem like that big of a deal. But person after person, time and time again—would completely unravel psychologically. They all had a breaking point where each drop turned into a horror. Building and building until all sense of sanity was completely lost.
"It was just a joke, quite being so sensitive."
"They used the wrong pronoun, big deal."
"So your parents don’t understand, it could be worse."
Day after day. Drop after drop. It builds up. A single instance on its own is no big deal. A few drops, not a problem. But when you are restrained, when you cannot escape the drops, when it is unending—these drops can be agony.
People aren’t sensitive because they can’t take a joke. Because they can’t take being misgendered one time. Because they lack a thick skin.
People are sensitive because the drops are unending and they have no escape from them.
You are only seeing the tiny, harmless, single drop hitting these so-called “sensitive” people. You are failing to see the thousands of drops endured before that. You are failing to see the restraints that make them inescapable.
Reblogging for this great description of what it feels like to be subjected to a thousand tiny microaggressions accumulating in impact over time.
I want to sleep for a century but I also never want to sleep again but mostly I just want a cigarette and a break from existence
can I just fast forward to a time when popular media actually gets minority representation right because I’m getting pretty tired of this shit
Introducing the Social Intelligence Test! From what I can tell, it’s sponsored by Harvard and it’s rather interesting. The basis is you look at pictures of people going through different emotions and decide what emotion they’re feeling. The trick is, you can only see their eyes.
How well can you read people? I never thought I was good at it, but I scored rather high on this test. It was a very interesting experience! I highly recommend taking this!
13 out of 36…
28 out of 36
26 of 36.
26 of 36
31 out of 36.
Your score on this test was 29 out of 36.
WELL I DON’T SUCK
30 out of 36…
I did notice though how most of the female examples are hard to read because they have that kind of unexpressive, glazed modelling look. Also pretty sure I saw Chris Evans & Keanu Reeves in there XD
33 out of 36
30 out of 36. I’m honestly amazed. I hate looking people in the eyes so I assumed I’d get a lot lower.
but why does sirius black have prison tattoos in the prisoner of azkaban movie? is there a strong prison culture in azkaban? did he find a non death eater or two to bond with? he literally has tattoos on each of his fingers what did he do over those 12 years do they have movie nights and crazy high jinx involving contraband what exactly happens in azkaban
orange is the new sirius black