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Posts tagged lamoureuse
It’s so nice to know that there is a space online where I don’t need to worry about ‘crafting my message’ or selling myself to the same degree. Follow or not, I really don’t mind. This space is entirely for me. I love sharing with others, but I’m not looking to win friends or influence people in this space. I’m supposed to be working on some professional writing stuff, and I am just. not. feeling it. So? Retreat. I’ll tell you a story about how you don’t have to be nice to people you just don’t fucking like. It’s a GREAT skill to have!
the phrase ‘pet peeves’ is actually short for petty peeves. irritants that you recognize hold no true importance
Ugh. This comes up on my dash mid-eyeroll over something else. I get that the change to Tumblr search suck, no doubt. But bitching that you’ve been labelled nsfw or adult or what have you, when you only post your tits or cock on occasion is seriously taking the piss. See also: but it’s artistic nudity, and/or but I’m not really that sexy.
You post nude pics with a sexual overtone, it’s likely bordering on porn. You post pics of yourself with a sexual intent or overtone, even joking, well - see above. I really wish people would focus less on splitting hairs about the faux ‘horror’ of being labelled a porn blog, and look at the bigger issue of the impact that censorship will have on people using Tumblr as a tool for community - because they’re no longer able to search for what’s relevant to them. People? Get the fuck over yourselves. Let’s focus on what’s important, not whether or not your balls or bush was only meant ‘ironically’.
Tim Burton (via seattledarling)
Story of my life.
That is the very best we can hope for, isn’t it? To evolve beyond the experience of the previous generation somehow..to change the paradigm…to make different choices for our lives, to hopefully influence the next generation in a positive way. XO
Absolutely! I feel as though I am incredibly lucky to have been able to move beyond these experiences. Truly, it has allowed me to mourn the losses, and comfort that part of myself that didn’t really understand what was going on at the time.
One of the biggest realisations for me was that there was nothing I could do to change another’s actions towards me. I couldn’t change their behaviour, get them to say or do the things I wanted them to do (or not do). And so I had to look at what I could control.
I then became more mindful of which behaviours stemmed from my familial experiences, and tried to ease away from behaviours that were destructive, or that got me no where. I decided that I needed to think for myself. That instead of ending up being something, based on my experiences, I could dictate what I wanted to become. I’m very proud of where I am today.