I'm trying to prove something.
I take a some pleasure in being able to shout into the void and receive not responce. My thoughts for me and me alone with no one to respond and give me massive anxiety about the bullshit that I posted. Thank you, Tumblr for granting me the power of invisibility and complete anonymity
I believe it. Andrew went through so much during the time he was in the age range to have read them. Hell, even if he read them when he was older, he would have loved the series. Think about, a child with an abusive "family member" finds out he is the offspring of a god and gets to run away to safe place and go on adventures? Do you know what other book series fits that narrative with a few variations? Harry Potter, the Boxcar Kids, Alice in Wonderland, The Door Within, The Chronicles of Narnia, etc. He'd read these, see the similarities and *maybe* allow himself the mental escape
andrew minyard read the percy jackson books and loved them
Sometines I have the urge to tell people that I have found a really old bible, a pentagram and various wax sealed bottles filled with nails and random shit behind a wall during a diy project. The reason? So I can watch chaos decend as people with adequately funtioning common sense and reasoning skills scream at me to put it all back. Why else?
Just a reminder that in animated disney movie "Snow White", Prince Florian, a 31 year old man, flirted with a 14 year old while trespassing on her families property, kissed her lifeless body in the woods without the knowledge that she would wake up and then took her away to get married. Again, he's canonically 31 and Snow White is canonically 14.
I... HAVE BEEN INCLUDED!
To all acespec knights, this week belongs to you! I want you to know that you deserve to take space, to be recognized, and you deserve to be seen. This week is the ideal time to remember that asexuality is a valid and wonderful part of our world - shout it loud and clear! And, above all, stay proud ⚔️💪
OBSCURE WORD OF THE DAY (7/16/23)
Flashover
Noun. The moment a conversation becomes real and alive when a spark of trust shorts out the delicate circuits you keep insulated under layers of irony, momentarily grounding the static emotional charge you've built up through decades of friction with the world.
Nah, your responce was perfect
I dare you to motivate me to study.
The child lives if you study
To the 26 people who thought I was interesting enough to drop a follow: You are only bored and, therefore, misguided. You can do better. So do better
FALSE ALARM! They're all bots!🥰 My invisibility is maintained!
BEHOLD! AN UPDATE! [MARCH 12, 2023 SUNDAY]
GOOD NEWS EVERYONE! MY FOLLOWER COUNT HAS DROPPED BY NINE WHOLE ACCOUNTS!
ANOTHER UPDATE! [MARCH 28, 2023 TUESDAY]
MORE GOOD NEWS! THE ACCOUNTS FOLLOWIBG ME HAS DROPPED TO A STAGGERING THREE (3) ACCOUNTS AND AT LEAST TWO OF THEM ARE BOTS! EVERYONE GIVE THESE BOTS A ROUBD OF APPLAUSE FOR MAKING BETTER CHOICES!
So I follow the Greek Goddess of Luck, Tyche, (tye key)and I have some pretty okay luck. I have some stories of bad luck, like when I got zooted for the first time, and good luck, like the time I went trespassing with friends. I wanna tell you both but let's start with the less funny one.
A couple years back, I went out with a friend and her boyfriend to check this abandoned rich person house. We snuck in in broad daylight and explored a bit. We were clearly not the first people to do this as everything glass was broken, all the walls were graffiti and many had holes. Some places were not safe to go to and we found a singular room that was marginally in tact. We left after exploring the musty ass basement and as we were getting to the car that we parked strategically elsewhere, we realize we may not have been as stealthy as we thought. Three police cars turn onto the street and down to the court we were just in. We decide to just get in the car and leave and this is where I learn that driver (friend's boyfriend) is directionally challenged. He turns right instead of left (the direction we came from) and goes down a dead end street and I say nothing. He then asks one of us to pull up our gps because he's lost. I tell him he should have turned left when leaving the street and he asks me why I didn't tell him earlier and I tell him that I assumed that he knew where he was going because he'd been here before on multiple occassions.
Ah, I thought this might be the intended use of the pillow case. I was thinking maybe there was another way to make pillow cases dangerous. I mean if there were stairs...
I dare you to motivate me to study.
The child lives if you study