Thirteen Days Later

💀🖤🕰  Thirteen days later…

Time continues marching ever forward. All that remains are memories, but even those are ephemeral. Give it week, a month, a year. Like an aging polaroid, it will inevitably fade to a fond remembrance that we were there to see it end.

Memento Mori. Unus, Annus.

@markiplier @crankgameplays​

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I'd very much like to punch a feminist.

I’d never, ever hurt a lady but I’d be happy to punch a feminist. It’d bring me great joy.

i haven’t seen this talked about on tumblr a lot but i’ve seen it all over twitter so please spread this:

there is a new sex trafficking method of sending women these texts (and these aren’t other people’s screenshots, these are texts that were sent to ME):

if you receive this kind of text, block the number immediately and do NOT click on the link. it leads to websites that give you the ability to “track your package,” when in reality, it is YOUR location being tracked.

i myself almost fell for this and i luckily called my apartment’s leasing office to check if i had any packages i never picked up and they said no.

spread this please because i’ve seen a LOT of others say they’ve received these kinds of texts, so there’s likely to be more who are unaware it’s a scam.

GOOD LUCK ON YOUR FINALS GOOD LUCK ON YOUR GCSES GOOD LUCK ON YOUR A LEVELS GOOD LUCK ON YOUR ORAL EXAMS GOOD LUCK ON YOUR PRESENTATIONS GOOD LUCK TO ANYONE WHO NEEDS IT

THIS IS IT GUYS GOOD LUCK

I HOPE YOU GUYS GET EVERYTHING YOU HAVE BEEN WORKING SO HARD FOR

this sort of kind of reminds me of this class i had a few years ago where we talked about boundaries, how to keep them, and how to make sure people near you are safe too. probably because i think about it most of the time lol

the instructor was this big tall kind of imposing man who commented on how this exercise was one of the only times he thought that was a good thing. he asked for a volunteer and had them stand a few feet away from the wall on one end of the classroom while he walked over to the one opposite them. it was a big room so he was pretty far away

“i’m going to walk towards you and talk to you about my son,” he explained, in a totally friendly and disarming way. “im just going to talk and maybe gesture a little and walk towards you, just talking! and when i get too close, all you have to do is tell me to stop and i’ll stop. its ok! really! i wont be upset at all and this is just a class, i’ll stop on a dime!”

and then he did exactly what he said he was going to, but very loud and walking kind of fast. the room echoed and everyone was watching. he hadn’t lied at all, but it was just kind of a lot. the volunteer immediately took a step back and looked more guarded but didn’t say anything until he was basically on top of her. 

he stopped, and then he asked her “when did you WANT me to stop?”

she admitted that she was a little uncomfortable about how fast he was moving from the start, but halfway across the room is when she really didnt want him closer.

“yeah, i know! i was paying attention. i saw your nonverbal cues right away, but a lot of people who preface their actions with a speech like mine won’t. by constantly reassuring someone they can tell you to stop, the responsibility falls on YOU instead, in their eyes, and also makes you second guess using that to begin with! because you knew i didnt want to hurt you, or thought you knew that, the idea of telling me to stop, of suggesting i wasn’t safe, made you second guess your gut and worry about my feelings. it’s good to check in like i did, but it doesn’t mean you can stop being perceptive, and you have to keep in mind that just because you give them this tool doesn’t mean they’ll feel comfortable using it. once you understand that, there will be a lot fewer cases of people “blowing up” at you”