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At some point in your life, you were taught that being slightly annoying is an unforgivable sin. Maybe it was by your parents or a teacher or a friend or a bully or an older sibling. But someone taught you that being slightly annoying is a crime punishable by death.

You must unlearn this.

You must accept that all people will be annoying at some point or another in their lives, maybe all of their lives, and that this is okay. It is okay for strangers on the bus, it is okay for children in the grocery store, it is okay for people on social media, and it is okay for you.

If you ever want to truly love your fellow humans, if you ever want to truly love yourself, you must have forgiveness for being annoying.

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Part 1 of npd emojis

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guys i think i have the... hypno 'tism

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It’s so weird when people act like cishet people know about queer discourse, I don’t think that frat bro hit on you cus of bi lesbians he hit on you cus he’s a dick

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haha nooooo don’t recreate puritanism under the guise of progressivism because you don’t have critical thinking skills like for realllll stopppp haha

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i cannot hate myself into a version of me i will love.

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“Be a good person, but don’t waste time to prove it.”

— Unknown

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i aim to nurse femininity back to health, in doing so through my own.

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03:39 EST

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how could you like the colour yellow

see a therapist immediately

I actually used to hate it! Like, actually despise it! Yellow was too bright, too loud, discordant, unruly, and clashed with everything. Nothing like what I wanted in my life, nothing I wanted to be.

When I first moved away from home, everything I owned was black. Jet back. As black as I could get. Smooth, cool, sleek, discrete, calm, unassuming. Flexible, cohesive, agreeable black. Fashionable black.

I had a really, really bad time. Unrelated to the decor. It was my first year out of a toxic place I'd grown used to my whole life, my first year acknowledging a mental illness I'd believed to be normal, my first year fending for myself with very little money or sleep or companionship.

I'd grown up on instant white rice and unseasoned ground beef. One day I realized that everything I'd been raised on tasted like cardboard. While out on an assignment, I passed a tent with a woman selling spices, and bought myself some turmeric. I went home and tried making curry with it. It was so yellow.

Another time, my professor took us out to a modern art gallery. I wasn't sure what I was expecting, but when we got there, the whole building had been painted bright sunshine yellow.

The artist's theme was "happiness".

What it is. How we make it. How to share it.

All bright, lovely yellow.

The house I grew up in was beige. The walls were white. The appliances were post 9/11 stainless steel. My job was to be quiet, compliant, presentable and agreeable.

Black goes with everything. Black is neutral. Black is quiet, reserved, elegant and mysterious.

Yellow is warm. Yellow does what it wants. Yellow tastes sweet and spicy and hot and cool, like a summer breeze, like sunflower petals, powdery like dust on a long dirt road and soothing like well-worn linen.

I still like the look of black. I like the look of most colors. But I like the way that Yellow makes me feel.

Do you understand?

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"lazy fatass bigback worthless fucking whore. you fucking failure. worthless lazy bitch."

honey...where did you learn that? why are you speaking that way to me?

sometimes you gotta treat your gender like your seven-year-old son who hung around your shady brother-in-law at thanksgiving too long and picked up on some nasty, egoistic language

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sometimes you gotta treat your gender like your seven-year-old son who hung around your shady brother-in-law at thanksgiving too long and picked up on some nasty, egoistic language

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No one talks about how susceptible to lovebombing pwnpd are. Not only does it make sense to us that someone who's known us 2 days is in love with us and says we're the best person ever, but we also tend to believe we *cant* be manipulated because of how smart/emotionally superior we are. Terrible concoction.

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Stuff you say to dogs sounds super weird if you say man instead of boy…

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"most people, even in the most repressive regime you can think of, yes even that one, are just trying to live their life and doing normal things like laughing and falling in love and and teasing their siblings" and "just because not everyone there is suffering 24/7 omelas kid style doesn't negate the horrors that are also happening" are two thoughts more people should be having I think

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my "i love nuance" t shirt is raising a lot of questions but no one is liking how long my answers are

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just because it wasn't as bad as before, it doesn't mean you can't be sad about your current situation. it's okay to say you're still struggling, even if "it could be worse."