let me kiss the places where life was cruel to you. let me put my mouth against every scar and remind your body that it has been touched by something other than suffering.
real friendship is when you could ask them a question that would normally get you cancelled on twitter and they respond to you with their genuine thoughts on the subject instead of immediately assuming that you're a horrible person
not a booth situation, but once I saw someone have an itabag of a vtuber I knew of at a nerd space so I told them I really liked their _itabag and they looked at me with the most disgusted expression like I had called them a slur and went "uhm...ok? Thanks?" in the meanest tone
- Dont blindnessly take sides.
- Always form your own opinions.
- Dont just follow the crowd bc your scared to step on bigger creators toes / what they will think of u.
- Connections matter but so do morals.
- Theres 2 sides to every story.
- ALWAYS. LOOK. AT. THE. EVIDENCE.
Yall unless someone is
-Actively scamming people
-A predator/abuser who is still actively attending events in the community
There is no need for a call out post. If you have beef, work it out like adults. If someone has a kink you don’t like, just look the other damn way
people don’t want accountability, they want you to react badly enough that they can finally have something to hold against you. now they got a reason to avoid discussing what they did in the first place.
I understand people are scared to do this out of fear of losing them (and I've been there), but sit with that for a moment. Think about the kind of friendships you value and want to cultivate and if honesty matters to you.
If you actually care about them, talk to them directly and hold them accountable. It's okay to not cover for bad behavior. Instead, meet it dead on and help them learn and change.
people who actually hold grudges against their family members & go years without speaking to them are not good ppl 😭 idk it’s literally your family
Millennials are the most nostalgic generation. We are homesick for a place that doesn't exist. Because it wasn't a place.. it was a time. A time with the perfect amount of social media, flip phones, burned CD's, local shows, and real human connection.
pressuring a victim into "proving" they're a victim by disclosing information that's traumatic so "you" can confirm it is not helping the cause. it's demoralizing and it puts them on the defense which is the last thing you should ever do to someone who's endured serious shit.
I'm having flashbacks to the social workers who bullied me into talking by asking leading questions backed by intimidation to confess things about my dad that didn't even happen. it was my mother but they didn't fucking try. they were callous and wanted to seal their narrative.