It Makes Me So Sad That There Seems To Be No Juggalo Community In My Country. Like, I Know That It's

"My first language has a perfect saying for this, but it doesn't make sense in english :("

Say it anyway! You don't owe them perfect clarity. Be profoundly cryptic, speak in riddles, make them ponder what the fuck you meant by that. The anglos, like porridge, must sometimes be stirred, so they don't burn stuck on the bottom of the pot.

dear artists, especially those who consider themselves beginners

please, PLEASE don't throw away/burn/delete your works. please.

I know you feel like it sucks. i know you think it's hideous, or weird, or bad, or not enough. i know you probably wanted it to come out different. i know, i know how upset and disappointed it makes you feel, but PLEASE. don't throw it away. if you feel like you need to hide it, do it. put it in a box somewhere, or hide the sketchbook behind your bed, or keep a separate folder for all your "bad" artworks. I promise you that you'll benefit from revisiting it.

i know how you feel because i am a self-taught artist who's been drawing since childhood. and, unfortunately, i have destroyed a massive amount of my art just because i felt like it was worthless and ugly. now, when i'm an adult, i regret this so, so much because i have lost not only the ability to see my progress, but also the memories that came with my art. and it's especially important for me because i struggle with memory issues and this only worsens my ability to recall my past, but it's a topic for another day.

just please, trust me on this one. whether it's a few months from now, a year or even ten years, someday you'll want to see how your art has developed and grown. and i promise you that your works will not seem horrible to you. they will be valuable. keep them, i promise it's going to be worth it

“Platonic chelldos” are you hearing yourself? Did you play the same games? Go stand in the corner. Shame. Shame on you.

I can't decide if I want to be her or be with her

god gives his coolest girlfriends to his most loser reddit bros

theodore i. geshkoff, balkan union; a road to peace in southeastern europe (1941)

The one thing I don’t like seeing from endos is some of them saying “your trauma makes your privileged! No one will believe me but they’ll believe you!”

Trauma doesn’t make anyone privileged. The views that trauma is privilege is terrible. That’s abuse that someone has been through, assault someone has been through.

If you’re saying that someone is privileged because they have trauma… you really need to do something to help yourself out. That’s a terrible mindset to have.

No one believes in endos because of the harm they cause to systems and singlets that are trying to be there for systems. Endos and non-traumagenic “systems” don’t need to be included in everything.

Anti-endo spaces are made so systems can have space from endos and that community, but endos and proendos force themselves into it any way. Why? Because they hate it when someone speaks up against them.

It’s not something you should feel entitled to.

This is why I will never support endos and proendos or “systems” made without trauma. You don’t exist. Your mind CANNOT fragment without trauma and that trauma IS NOT a privilege to have.

Everyone knows that everything is a Homestuck reference. It’s like Utena

Reminder: Being a system isn't an identity or a label. It's a fucking mental disorder caused by childhood trauma. You cannot choose to be a system. you cannot transition to being a system. You cannot be a system without trauma.

We are not gatekeeping systemhood. It is quite literally the criteria and psychological process of forming a System. Systems don't require you to have a medical diagnosis, you just have to actually fit the criteria because how else the fuck do you expect yourself to be a system? Go identify with something else. Make up your OWN words. Don't fucking steal ours! And don't steal our tags and invade our safe spaces.

If you have achieved something, please remember to observe a mandatory period of basking in the warm glow of your achievement like a lizard on a stone, lest you teach your brain that effort is futile, actually, because it didn't get to enjoy its happy chemicals, so, naturally, nothing good ever comes of trying. (And no, avoiding punishment is not a reward!)

I recommend, like, 5% of basking time in relation to whatever time you invested into achieving the thing minimum. And if you can't make your own bask, friend-brought is fine (= tell your friends!).