man, networks should really start paying tumblr people to gif or to make edits of their shows

the stuff tumblr users create are way better than those on the ‘official’ pages

"Women are socialized to make men feel good. We’re socialized to “let you down easy.” We’re not socialized to say a clear and direct “no.” We’re socialized to speak in hints and boost egos and let people save face. People who don’t respect the social contract (rapists, predators, assholes, pickup artists) are good at taking advantage of this. “No” is something we have to learn. “No” is something we have to earn. In fact, I’d argue that the ability to just say “no” to something, without further comment, apology, explanation, guilt, or thinking about it is one of the great rites of passage in growing up, and when you start saying it and saying it regularly the world often pushes back. And calls you names."

The art of “no.” « CaptainAwkward.com (via waschbar)

When he gets mad at you for choosing your family over him, leave him.

I think one of the reasons why some people choose not to be friends with their exes is that it’s so easy to go back to how things were because of the familiarity of it all. It’s so easy to slip back to old habits and then call them something new. “Oh, I’m just going to see a movie with him. Just as friends. Harmless really.” And so these movies turn to dinner dates and to outings and then in a moment, when he reaches for your hand and you gaze into his eyes, you realize that nothing has changed. Yet things are supposed to change, aren’t they? Living in the past won’t do you any good.

It’s funny how we get used to some things easily, but we find it difficult to let go of them.

You would think that because you got used to it easily, you’d be able to let go of it easily too.

I found that that is never the case.

The feeling of loss hits us hard and deep when it’s gone.

As a kid, I hated the game Hide and Seek.

I played well, mind you. I knew the best places to hide, I sneaked around like a ninja, I laughed to myself at my playmates who chose to hide in such obvious locations. And because of this, no one ever found me and I came out of my hiding place only when the noise of my friends died down. They looked at me like a winner because I hid well, but I didn’t feel like such. It was a depressing thought that they didn’t believe I was worth the effort and energy to look around for.

‘Typo’ means a typographical error to me.

So when someone goes, “Wow, the typos you make are amazing”, I have no idea what to say.

I mean, is this person appreciating the graphics I made? Or is this person being really deep and is telling me that my ‘typos’, aka mistakes, are beautiful because they help me grow into a better person?

Hmm.

_{Btw, the graphics I make are not typographies. Google ‘typography’ to see the real deal.}