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Farewell online privacy

Reblog if you think Carrie Fisher is still beautiful!

I want to see how many there are of us.

IT’S HAPPENING!

Ruth Negga as Tulip O'Hare for Preacher

Can I say how much it bothers me to see inspirational messages like these show up in my feed? Great, I’m all for trying to encourage your friends to improve their lives and be positive about the future. However, I take particular issue with the line here, and found elsewhere, that “Happiness is a choice.” No it isn’t. Happiness, like other emotions, is not a verb. It’s a noun that describes a reaction, often fleeting, derived from extraneous circumstances.

To suggest it is as simple as a choice to be happy also suggests that I and millions of people like me are choosing the depression and anxiety that we carry. At best it holds the same weight as the empty and false platitude that “Frowning takes more muscles than smiling!” At worst it can be interpreted as victim blaming those for not trying hard enough to choose their way out of their mental health struggles.

Perhaps choose your inspirational quotes more wisely.

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What all ask boxes look like for me (submission boxes look exactly the same):

Left: what happens when I try to open dms (New Message does nothing); I can’t even read them. Right: when I try to go to someone’s dms from their blog.

Neither new things I post nor old things I post show up in the tags they’re in, even if they were before.

I can type things into replies, but it won’t actually post them.

Since it doesn’t seem this one has been encountered by many people yet, maybe reblog this so people know about it. I’m probably getting deleted though

How long has it been since we’ve waltzed?

                                                             Oh, Gomez… hours.

just like enamored by this interaction i had yesterday and again today with this old gay man…not to be like ‘oh what a feeling to see someone who has survived’ but literally that & today we actually ended up chatting and he asked me “are you family?” which i didn’t catch at all until he gave me an extremely knowing look (chin tilt, raised eyebrow. and he really just had such a shine about him, too) and i just got flooded with this big stupid feeling thinking about how much he has seen and known…about many things but esp lgbt community as it exists offline and historically & how if i were to ask, and were somehow able to know, there are 1000 different lifetimes in his, i’m sure. his name is leonardo

Hobbies and interests.

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