We’re gonna clean the house now, NOW, NOW PEOPLE, we want this place looking like ff.net in one minute – if you haven’t made your blog sfw, throw it away, it’s too late to do it now, the 1800′s are coming, get rid of anything that remotely resembles skin, we can’t let people know we
Everyone loves to shit on this site but the truth is no major social media platform fosters a sense of community quite like tumblr nor does it generate such valuable conversations (amidst a lot of bullshit granted but there’s no escaping that anywhere on the internet)…….like the kinds of genuine love n connection that are created via tumblr are absolutely unique to the platform and I don’t know why or what it is and I sure as hell don’t attribute the quality to anything the staff has ever done but it doesn’t matter, there is something special about it here, an accident maybe but over its 11 years of existence it’s consistently bridged a gap between traditional text-based blogging and more recently popular photo-centric social networking that allows for more humanity & innovation than I’ve found anywhere else, and I’ll be the first to say I’m only leaving when they drag me out by my ankles and u bet your bottom dollar I’ll be kicking and screaming.
An autistic friend of mine just said this to me “The harder I work at communication the more people expect from me and the less they are willing to compromise.” and it is the most fucking heartbreaking thing I’ve heard.
This is very much a thing, though – and I’m sure people across the board with other disabilities can verify that it happens to them, too.
People will turn any progress you make toward being “normal” – no matter how straining or difficult it is for you, no matter how little it actually helps you – as either inspiration porn, or proof that you don’t really need accommodations, you just need to “apply yourself! :)))))”
I JSUT REMEMBERED THE “WHERES THE BABIES” VIDEO AND I NEED TO WATCH IT AGAIN
RIGHT
FUCKING
NOW
i wish i could say “where’s the babies” to summon several tiny mewing blobs to climb on me
FURRY BLOBS, MY KRYPTONITE
I think about this video a lot, especially now that I have the Sisters of Terror. When I want to get their attention (always a 50/50 shot) I’ll call “Babies! Where’s the BABIES?”
Pass Through Fire 