When you overhear a guy flirting with a girl and she says “no thanks I’m gay”
anyone who puts this on their blog is really really really gay
One year ago today. RIP to the beautiful lives lost in Orlando. 🏳️🌈6.12.16🏳️🌈
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yo being black and depressed is hard as fuck. being black with anxiety is hard as fuck. being black with a chronic illness or disability is hard a fuck. everybody expects you to be ‘strong’ at all times and no one sees black people as complex or nuanced enough to be capable of suffering. no one ever thinks we could possibly need help. and if you’re a black woman, the moment you stop thinking about others and try to tend to yourself you’re a selfish lazy ungrateful bitch.
support black people, esp women, who need help. don’t just call us strong or tell us we’ll get through it, help us. protect us. uplift us. allow us to be beings capable of suffering. give us the same space you’d give white women to express our pain and be there for us like you would for anyone else.
One bad grade, or even a bad semester, isn’t the end of the world.
Your mental health is more important than your grades.
It doesn’t really matter what your high school classmates think of you or whether they like you or not, because almost all of them are going to lose touch with you after you graduate. So just do what makes you happy and don’t worry about what others might think.
People change, especially during their teens, and sometimes that means growing apart from people you used to be close to. It’s not anybody’s fault; that’s just how life is.
It’s okay to say “no” to people.
You don’t have to have your first boyfriend, or your first kiss, or your first anything by any certain age. Don’t put pressure on yourself to grow up faster than you’re ready to.
Don’t give up on your hobbies just because you’re busy with school. Make time to do the things you enjoy. You might regret losing those skills later on.
The person you date in high school is probably not the person you’re going to marry, so don’t plan your future around them. Plan your future around you – they can come along for the ride if they want, but if they don’t, don’t worry about it. There will be other people that you will love.
Most of the things you’re stressed or frustrated or heartbroken about right now won’t even matter to you in three years. Try to remember that, in the big scheme of things, high school is only a very small part of your life.
Your plans for the future are going to change several times over the next few years. Don’t worry about it. You have time, and you’ll figure things out.
at what point in history do you think americans stopped having british accents
today i went to a college physics lab for a science competition and they had this thing that was like two disks on opposite sides of a very large room and if you whispered into one of them someone with their ear near the other would be able to hear you as if you were speaking in a normal voice right next to them and i wanted to see what would happen if someone just yelled into one of them so i told my friend to put his ear on the other one and he was like ok and went to do it and when he got there Ii yelled moderately loud into it and it echoed through the whole room of like 200+ people and everyone got silent and we got in trouble
Please don't scream, I have anxiety and loud noises really can trigger a panic attack. It's okay occasionally, but I just really really want to have fun at this event :)
Please please please, do not just continually scream throughout the show. Sure when they come out is fine. But some people have anxiety and it is very difficult for them to be in a large crowd, especially one that is constantly screaming. Not to mention, it just becomes annoying. For me personally, I don’t want my parents to get angry at me or Dan and Phil because everyone just screamed the whole time. I’d really like to be able to hear the show my mother paid $500 for me to see. Of course this also references the meet and greet. I’m just asking you to please respect Dan, Phil, and your fellow fans. I don’t mean this rudely; I’m just asking for a common curtesy. :)