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spiritualseeker777 · 11 months
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earthfleurs · 11 months
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how many more times does this need to happen before people see that idols have hearts, feelings and struggle with things too. just because you see them all happy and excited in videos, lives, pictures or concerts. it does not mean you know them in every way. keep this as a reminder that everything you say online to people can have consequences. so please for the love of god, be kind to one another. if you don't have something nice to say why project it onto someone that you don't know what they're going through. please be kind, tell the people around you love them. you never know how long you have with people. make them feel loved with the time you have
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"Why are you sad about someone you never met?" Because it feels like a peice of me died with him. People forget, representation in media isn't just about physical appearances. It's about lived experiences too. Yeah, so maybe my dad isn't a drag queen and my mom isn't a romance novel author, but I also had parents that made every holiday miserable. Every outing with family became tense and unenjoyable. Thanksgivings were spent alone in my room because that's where I preferred to be. Christmas was spent ignoring one of the most major seasons in the year, because it only reminded me of misery and fighting and yelling. I too developed a dry, sarcastic sense of humor from my childhood. Seeing someone that went through similar things on TV when I was younger helped me to think, "Hey, if they could go through that and still be a good friend, a hard worker, a dedicated and loyal person, and a genuinely kind, funny person, so can I."
So I guess what I'm saying is: thank you Mathew Perry for your character Chandler Bing, for being both a representation of what I went through, and a ideal of what I could become. Rest easy.
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halliescomut · 1 year
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Rules for Celebrity Encounters
Just, I'm hearing a lot of stories of people being ridiculously invasive in regards to celebrities lately, so I've got some rules.
Don't seek out, sell, or give away information on where celebrities will be. If they want people to know where they are, when they're travelling, they'll tell us.
Don't hang around at places you believe they frequent in hopes of them showing up. That's weird and creepy.
If you happen upon them, DO NOT post their location while they are still there. You wanna tweet 'Hey I saw so&so get a sandwich at BK' then wait until they're gone.
Do NOT take pictures or video of them if they aren't aware you're doing it. If you want to take a picture, or short video, make sure they're aware. Ask them, or indicate what you're doing.
If you ask and they say No, respect that.
Any pictures or videos you take, if they ask you not to post it, or to wait until X day or time to post it...respect that.
Do NOT put your hands on someone without permission first. Ever. This is actually a good general rule for interactions with every human, not just celebrities.
If you see them in a private or sensitive moment, don't interact. Don't take pictures, don't take video, just walk away.
I understand that we have an emotional investment in these people, but we are owed nothing. And the reality is, by virtue of their position they don't have the ability to respond 'negatively' to the attention you're giving them. If you are out and about and someone puts their hand on you and you don't like it, you can be rude, you can tell them to Fuck Off. These celebrities can't. They are forced to maintain a demeanor of kindness even when their own personal space and safety is being infringed on.
I have an incredibly strong memory of an interview from Nicole Richie, I believe on the Tyra Banks show, where she talks about leaving a store and being surrounded by paparazzi. She's barely over 5 ft tall and she was surrounded by a bunch of men who towered over her to the point that she couldn't see outside of the crush of these people. She was fucking terrified. She talked about feeling trapped, afraid for her life, and not knowing what she would even do to try and get out of the situation. I know not every celebrity is a 5 ft, probably about 100lb at the time woman, but even if that person is 6'4" and strapped with muscle, they can still feel that fear. They can still feel trapped. That interview with Nicole was from like 2007, 15 years ago, and I can still remember how scared she looked just TALKING about that experience. I don't want any person to feel the way she felt. I especially don't want any person I care about to feel that way, actual IRL family member or friend, or person that I've developed a parasocial relationship with.
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ladyofthelake · 2 months
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Suicidal Doesn't Always Look Suicidal
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uniquely-annabella · 1 year
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Today remember this; even in the times you may feel alone,
I promise you ; you aren’t.
We are all in this together.
You are worthy, loved, appreciated & on this earth for a purpose 🤍
Never forget this.
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strxnger-el11 · 1 year
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I want to write but idk how . loll
like. I can write, but having the motivation? the energy? the creative mindset? innovative character development skills when you can barely manage your own life?
ha. ha. funny.
be kind to your favorite creators ♥️ we’re doing our best, and our lives aren’t just online. we appreciate y’all who put time into reading and reblogging our work :)!
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dantexxorihara · 1 year
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Why do people feel like payment or having money voids out having manners? Just because you're paying for something doesn't mean you can be rude or treat someone like a slave. You can still say "please" and "thank you". Too many times I've heard or seen people completely destroy a room or mess up a restaurant or deny a tip in the realms of "it's their job to do that" no it's not you're not special.
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I hate when you say “it costs 0 dollars to be kind” and they respond like a smart-ass with “how much does it cost to be an asshole?”
The point is not that it’s cheaper or easier to be nice, the point is that there is no detriment to you if you are nice to someone and in a neutral situation where there is no cost to you either way but you have the chance to be kind or to be mean, you should choose to be kind instead. If your response to something determines whether the interaction is a net positive or a net negative, why would you choose to make it a net negative. Being an asshole costs you nothing (tangible, anyway) but it costs the person you’re an asshole to? It makes their day worse to interact with a dick?
You’re not funny or clever or edgy, you’re just an asshole!
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joyfulnessupply · 1 year
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Tag the best person you've met this year 💙
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Thank you for being here! You are awesome 🥰
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Men
Don’t be the kind of guy who judges another guy for not having a masculine interest(s) 
Don’t be the kind of guy who judges another guy for having a masculine interest(s) 
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spiritualseeker777 · 10 months
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Great app to help the blind❤️
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shesnake · 24 days
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full offence but I do NOT watch movies so I can "turn my brain off" I take this shit so seriously
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hamsahandprint · 3 months
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*ska music fading happily into the distance*
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samgiddings · 4 months
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@staff @support @engineering @music @books
Have you ever considered this is a really stupid layout to have when there’s no way to easily get your account back if you accidentally hit the wrong button???
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inkskinned · 8 months
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because sometimes there are invisible tests and invisible rules and you're just supposed to ... know the rule. someone you thought of as a friend asks you for book recommendations, so you give her a list of like 30 books, each with a brief blurb and why you like it. later, you find out she screenshotted the list and send it out to a group chat with the note: what an absolute freak can you believe this. you saw the responses: emojis where people are rolling over laughing. too much and obsessive and actually kind of creepy in the comments. you thought you'd been doing the right thing. she'd asked, right? an invisible rule: this is what happens when you get too excited.
you aren't supposed to laugh at your own jokes, so you don't, but then you're too serious. you're not supposed to be too loud, but then people say you're too quiet. you aren't supposed to get passionate about things, but then you're shy, boring. you aren't supposed to talk too much, but then people are mad when you're not good at replying.
you fold yourself into a prettier paper crane. since you never know what is "selfish" and what is "charity," you give yourself over, fully. you'd rather be empty and over-generous - you'd rather eat your own boundaries than have even one person believe that you're mean. since you don't know what the thing is that will make them hate you, you simply scrub yourself clean of any form of roughness. if you are perfect and smiling and funny, they can love you. if you are always there for them and never admit what's happening and never mention your past and never make them uncomfortable - you can make up for it. you can earn it.
don't fuck up. they're all testing you, always. they're tolerating you. whatever secret club happened, over a summer somewhere - during some activity you didn't get to attend - everyone else just... figured it out. like they got some kind of award or examination that allowed them to know how-to-be-normal. how to fit. and for the rest of your life, you've been playing catch-up. you've been trying to prove that - haha! you get it! that the joke they're telling, the people they are, the manual they got- yeah, you've totally read it.
if you can just divide yourself in two - the lovable one, and the one that is you - you can do this. you can walk the line. they can laugh and accept you. if you are always-balanced, never burdensome, a delight to have in class, champagne and glittering and never gawky or florescent or god-forbid cringe: you can get away with it.
you stare at your therapist, whom you can make jokes with, and who laughs at your jokes, because you are so fucking good at people-pleasing. you smile at her, and she asks you how you're doing, and you automatically say i'm good, thanks, how are you? while the answer swims somewhere in your little lizard brain:
how long have you been doing this now? mastering the art of your body and mind like you're piloting a puppet. has it worked? what do you mean that all you feel is... just exhausted. pick yourself up, the tightrope has no net. after all, you're cheating, somehow, but nobody seems to know you actually flunked the test. it's working!
aren't you happy yet?
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