Eccentricity

That thing where milkmaids were often immunized against small pox because they'd already contracted the weaker cow pox earlier in their lives. That's Tumblr, to me, against whatever the hell social media landscape is happening in 2026.

"TikTok Instagram Youtube-Shorts Share-Your-Whole-Life Influencer Social-Media Online Online Online" it cannot affect me. I was already a weird online 16-year-old all so many years ago. You cannot grab me raw and unfortified with these poisons. I inoculated myself when glomping was a thing. I am still on Tumblr making text poasts.

Nothing I’ve read has changed me more than “you do people a favor by accepting their help” like I repeat this constantly to so many people because it’s true!!! People like to feel useful, they like to feel kind, they like to feel like they have an ability to impact people’s lives so just let them!! Not everything is a thing to be owed back — accept people’s kindness without making a competition out of it

I figured out too late in life that refusing random help will more often make the person feel unwanted or not trusted : (

This is true on the interpersonal level and on the community level. Your friendsgroup/family/house/affinity-group/street will thrive so much better when people accept each others help. When there is a regular back and forth of people helping each other and people accepting that help, you get a generous community where needing help is not stigmatized. Accepting help is an essential component of that. You literally can’t have a functioning community without it.

I’ve started telling myself “part of helping others is allowing yourself to be helped”.

the trans male experience is being afraid that if you wash your hands in a public men's restroom you will be clocked

one time I went in the men's room at a bar, got clocked and told I needed to leave so later I walked up to that dude at a table with some chick and announced to her that He Doesn't Wash His Hands After Handling His Dick and walked away

you are quite literally braver than any U.S. marine

#something about this really gets to me #how if you get enough dirt on your floor it just becomes the ground #and eventually someone is trying to farm in your living room

unless its egregious, i'm not embarrassed to be fooled by ai. "oh i got lied to via something made by the Lying Machine the machine we made to Lie really well" like it's gonna happen it's no egg on your face. just be chill about it

don't get me wrong. it's always devastating always humbling. no one wants to fall for the lying machine it just sounds bad. but you can't dwell

It's better to admit that you fell for the Lying Machine lies than to believe you are better than anyone and say "actually I can tell when it's a Lying Machine because of *characteristics often found in the writing of neurodivergent people, non-native speakers, and other assorted weird folk*"

“i liked it before it was cool” well i liked it AFTER it was cool when everyone abandoned it

i get really into shows that aired like 5+ years ago like “have y’all heard of this”

hey, I was just at the Kroger, I think I just saw your living weapon look both ways sheepishly before scanning her dehumanizing barcode tattoo to see what would happen. it rang up as a Mountain Dew voltage. so like, is that intentional or

Reminder that Kroger and their "family" of subsidiary companies (Dillons, King Soopers, Safeway, Harris Teeter, Gerbes, JayC, etc) are a monopoly that has been driving independent grocery stores out of business and artificially inflating food prices since the 1950s.

i'll tell my friends to take their brainwashed living weapons and homunculi elsewhere then

I’m covered with “Librarians from Everywhere” but as a former museums professional “Tourists who think we’re the British Museum” really speaks to me on a personal level.

I’m “all ten people who think they’ve got the most niche interest in the whole building”