I’ll bet you are you fucking lesbians
Error error error.
Skeletal skeletal pleasure.
Error eskimo drop.
Skeletal monks fought.
Error error error.
Skeletal skeletal pleasure.
I’ll bet you are you fucking lesbians
Dealing with executive dysfunction and ADHD becomes so much easier when you stop trying to do things the way you feel like you should be able to do them (like everyone else) and start finding ways that actually work for you, no matter how “silly” or “unnecessary” they seem.
For years my floor was constantly covered in laundry. Clean laundry got mixed in with dirty and I had to wash things twice, just making more work for myself. Now I just have 3 laundry bins: dirty (wash it later), clean (put it away later), and mystery (figure it out later). Sure, theoretically I could sort my clothes into dirty or clean as soon as I take them off and put them away straight out of the dryer, but realistically that’s never going to be a sustainable strategy for me.
How many garbage bins do you need in a bedroom? One? WRONG! The correct answer is one within arms reach at all times. Which for me is three. Because am I really going to get up to blow my nose when I’m hyperfocusing? NO. In allergy season I even have an empty kleenex box for “used tissues I can use again.” Kinda gross? Yeah. But less gross than a snowy winter landscape of dusty germs on my desk.
I used to be late all the time because I couldn’t find my house key. But it costs $2.50 and 3 minutes to copy a key, so now there’s one in my backpack, my purse, my gym bag, my wallet, my desk, and hanging on my door. Problem solved.
I’m like a ninja for getting pout the door past reminder notes without noticing. If I really don’t want to forget something, I make a physical barrier in front of my door. A sticky note is a lot easier to walk past than a two foot high cardboard box with my wallet on top of it.
Executive dysfunction is always going to cause challenges, but often half the struggle is trying to cope by pretending not to have executive dysfunction, instead of finding actual solutions.
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All men benefit from women’s reinforced fear of being hurt for saying no.
read it again and again
Understand that this applies even to non-sexual situations. Women are more likely to be asked for favors from coworkers. Regular “can you file this for me” / “can you cover my shift” / “can you finish up this paperwork” workplace favors. Men are less likely to return those favors. Women are more likely to be seen as “difficult to work with” if they refuse to do favors when requested. Being viewed as ungenerous has negative social and professional consequences.
So yes, even gay men benefit. All men benefit from women’s reinforced fear of being hurt, not just physically, but also socially and professionally, for saying no to anything at all.
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women love women differently then men do
better
Deeper
warmer
bruh
everything about this… this statue, the choppy waves, the cliffs behind her, the echo, the drumming….. aesthetic
Lyrics in Faroese:
Trøllabundin eri eg eri eg
Galdramaður festi meg festi meg
Trøllabundin djúpt í míni sál í míni sál
Í hjartanum logar brennandi bál brennandi bálTrøllabundin eri eg eri eg
Galdramaður festi meg festi meg
Trøllabundin inn í hjartarót í hjartarót
Eyga mítt festist har ið galdramaður stóðEnglish translation:
Spellbound am I, am I
The wizard has enchanted me, enchanted me
Spellbound deep in my soul, in my soul
In my heart burns a smouldering fire, smouldering fireSpellbound am I, am I
The wizard has enchanted me, enchanted me
Spellbound in my heart’s root, my heart’s rootDid anyone else just get the shivers? Cuz I’m definitely getting the shivers.
Btdubs, the singer is Eivør Pálsdóttir.
Reblogging again for the haunting wizard lyrics
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Downward Dog | Loyalty
And then, I guess, after awhile I realized, like, I was just smitten…like head over heels. And – and I feel like the reason I’ve been so hard on Nan is, honestly, I’m just – I’m just scared because it’s so vulnerable to love somebody this much – like, to know that no matter what they do or – or how mad you get at them, that you’ll always come running back to them. Like, I literally can’t quit her.
Downward Dog | Pilot
Current life status:
A 25 year old lesbian desperately seeking to date a lesbian in the age bracket of 24 to 27 years.
Plot twist: There’s no way to meet other lesbians.
The Bold Type - 1x04 - “What I really wanted to say was…uh, was just…how amazing you are. You’re courageous and thoughtful and honest and you’re the only person I’ve ever met who, you know, completely throws me off my game. And…I…think I really like you.”
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Look, I know this oddly-worded Washington Post headline is really about millennials killing the restaurant industry with their loud speaking voices, but it reads like we’re about to have a major lesbian hearing loss epidemic. My mother was scandalized this morning and I’m still laughing hours later.
hahahaha ‘a major lesbian hearing loss epidemic’
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