Octiainyourpocket - A Deep-frozen Pocket-worm

do you ever say something and then think "wow this isnt even a bit. im just like this"

Something so profoundly fucked up between the inverse ratio of shrinking middle class and ever increasing aggression of advertisement

the day when people realize that nb people are trans is the day that my face will clear

on self love + care:

1. "I treat myself like I would my daughter. I brush her hair, wash her laundry, tuck her in goodnight. Most importantly, I feed her. I do not punish her. I do not berate her, leave tears staining her face. I do not leave her alone. I know she deserves more. I know I deserve more." (i know i deserve more, michelle k)

2. “Don’t forget to love her. The little girl you used to be. Perhaps She lies within you. Untucked. Sleeping peacefully.” (nurture, kiana llanos)

3. "These days I wake up crying

holding myself in my arms

rocking myself like a mother

repeating

it's all right- i'm here." (rocking, nuela archer)

4. "There’s a little girl in my head & she screams 'unloved! unloved! unloved!' every moment of my life (@star-eaters)

"There’s a woman in my head now & she holds the little girl and says “I will take care of you and we will be alright” when the little girl screams and together they are learning how to trust each other" (@antidecay)

not sure if this will make sense to anyone besides me but: the antidote to negativity is not positivity, its warmth

i am a:

⚪️ man

⚪️ woman

🔘 person with adhd

and i am seeking:

⚪️ men

⚪️ women

🔘 meals that can be prepared in under 5 minutes

my best feature is that I'm blindingly intelligent for about 30 seconds a day

I'd actually love to see the original draft of this post

i think it's funny how ten years ago i was an average tumblr emo girl except not on tumblr and not really a girl yet

Perhaps they never experienced it, and they think it is fake. Like, that it's all for show and that it doesn't exist. Perhaps they were taught that love is not love, it is just advanced selfishness. They are scared to admit that it might be real, because it would mean to them that they were not only wrong for most of their life, but also that they missed out on so much.

genuinely do not understand how people can hate love. like not even talking about romantic love but how so many people are cynical but all over there are parents crying with joy because their little kid is learning how to walk!! their daughter just won the soccer championship! one boy just made a lasting friendship at the skatepark and two people just realized they both like the same type of music and someone is brushing someone else’s hair so delicately and carefully it has to be love. how can you hate what life inevitably boils down to 

Alright this is rly sad but here goes. I started doing my once-in-awhile bot purge from my followers list. And. I used to be able to just quickly scan and see the bots. They were the ones with default icons and generator-sounding names like "noun-girl-827". And if you weren't sure, you could click on the blog and it would be immediately obvious it was a bot because there's either just bad porn click bait, or nothing there.

Well. This time I had to give up immediately because I got like ten followers down the list and was having immense trouble figuring out who's a bot and who's real. Never ever used to see this but like 5/10 of the first few followers I checked on had just totally empty blogs. It wasn't until I'd already blocked 2 - assuming bots bc empty blogs - that I thought to check if they had any likes. And bam! There it was. All of their user activity.

We have people on this website now who have never reblogged a single post.

Y'all, I'm sure you're sick of seeing "you have to reblog thing" but you literally have to reblog things. That is how this website works. You understand that, right? How do you think the post you hit "like" on got in front of you? It wasn't because you liked enough things and Tumblrs algorithm figured out what you like enough to hand it to you. It's because you followed someone, a human person, who reblogged that post. And it came from another person who also reblogged it.

You are killing this website by refusing to interact with it in the way that makes it better than the other websites you ran from to come here.

Anyway, I'm sure you're all nice people, but I'm not going to play the "bot or not" game if you have an empty blog I'm going to block you.