my name is azalea

it's so easy to do things! it's so easy to get up and do things and get things done! i am capable and motivated and executive dysfunction can't touch me. *starting to cry a little because my affirmations aren't working* it's so easy to do things, come on get up, it's easy, let's do things *mental image of a cartoon trying to move a heavy lazy animal* come onnnnn

many of you just. genuinely don’t believe that people can grow and change.

this is about the death penalty and its also about call out posts about people who have already apologized for things they did a long time ago and it’s also about using ‘toxic’ or ‘abuser’ as if its an immutable class of person, and its also about any other circumstance with permanent consequences or wherein you assume someone is still the same person they were.

there’s something to be said about how white people will genuinely be kinder and more polite to dogs than they will to people of color.

even white children will treat adults of color with disrespect and condescension. and white adults will watch and smile and do nothing about it. because people of color aren’t people, obviously.

everything i learn about tadc makes me hate it more. why did the incredibly abusive and misogynistic character get a montage with a song about a black man's baby daughter?? jax isn't lovely??? she sucks ??? was a massive part of gangle's character not living in constant fear of jax's abuse or is that just excused??

i must say, i am a huge fan of when a book is in the middle of a very exciting plot containing many interesting problems when out of nowhere for a few pages it's like, "hey by the way, real quick, here's a detailed explanation of the city's water filtration system! i'm telling you this for a reason and you should worry about it. anyway! haha okay back to the plot" and you just get to be Scared for a while

reading a historical romance novel and reflecting on the way these stories often present woke nobility for the contemporary reader. a big thing is servants. you can’t not have servants in those times but many modern readers think “but I would never have servants. it would be so weird to have servants” and in order to make the protagonists of the story more relatable they are actually friends with the servants. but flip your perspective and think of it from the side of the servants. wouldn’t it be so awful if your boss was always trying to be friends with you. a really common thing you’ll see is the woke baronet having tea in the kitchen with the servants bc he’s not like other baronets. what if your boss wanted to hang out and talk during your lunch break every day. not so charming when you think about it that way

if it’s 1810 and you get hired by a man who recently inherited a huge estate for a contrived reason and he’s simply not used to the exhausting social demands of the ton do NOT invite him to tea with you below stairs! I know they hadn’t invited work-life balance back in the regency era but you’re gonna need to!

every july. every fucking july this post gets reblogged to shit. why. why does this god forsaken website love egg. i gave egg a voice in 2013 and it always comes back. i try to forget egg. i bury egg as far as i can but somehow someone always finds fucking egg post. this post could be dead for months but it always managed to come back like some sort of zombie egg. enough egg. no more egg. fuck eg

I now have this scheduled to reblog every year on July 1st at exactly midnight

We're watching clips on cheetahs, and Mr. CBC made a good point that there's a Black South African talking about the cheetahs, and how we never get to see that. And it made me wonder... Yeah, actually. We almost never get to see all the African conservationists and animal caregivers that put in all the work with the big cats and animals in these Savanna documentaries. They're usually just narrated by some British person.

tom nook is NOT a landlord!!! he is a construction worker! he SELLS you a WHOLE HOUSE! He is not CHARGING YOU however many bells a month to live there! You PURCHASE a HOME that he BUILDS FOR YOU and then you PAY HIM FOR HIS SERVICE. He charges no interest he sets no time limit it is a relationship built on trust. the only penalty you get for not paying off your home is that he won't build more home until you pay him for the first one. A guy that builds you a house wherever you want him to and then charges you for the cost of construction is not a landlord you own the fucking home

Their one friend who's always wearing a denim vest with no shirt and suddenly has a horse following him around at all times has a weird vendetta against you for seemingly no reason

They've given you two antique Rolexes.

you are not allowed to cry. their hot, french friend points out that you need to wear a tie. at one point, they ask you to spend several hours driving multiple buses to an empty lot. you will never not be wearing a tie ever again.

you drink blood straight from one of their hands and it gets you so high you punch through a brick wall. immediately after this, they have you escort patty babcock (21 year old college student they have been obsessed with for months and ordered two food trucks for) to them for a meeting. when they dismiss you, you’re still so high that you jump thirty feet straight on the air and sprint out a window.

HOLY COW

I think when you correctly identify a trauma that is the base of a woe of yours it should just disappear. It should be like "aaahh. you got me" and vanish and leave 100 dollars behind