a fool of a took

men love when you call them handsome they twirlt their hair and are like omg really teehee and blush. in an aloof manner

what they dont tell you about those little hand baskets in the grocery store is if you put enough things in them they get heavy

You go into a creepy mansion and there's a cloaked figure learning how to play the organ from a YouTube tutorial on their phone. You leave them to it.

shout out to everyone who participated in the january-february mass depressive episode

The number of times I have been delighted by witty banter only to find out later that I was “Flirting” is both unfortunate and disappointing.

I found out several of my female coworkers were planning on trying to get our male coworker to ask me out because “You guys kept flirting” but I was like “We were literally just goofing around. Like we literally just told jokes to each other. Literally just stuff that friends do, the same stuff you and I do.” I was definitely 100% NOT flirting but everyone thought I was

Friendly reminder to not punish yourself for creating. 

Can you elaborate on what you mean by this?

I have a tendency to beat myself up whenever something I make doesn’t meet my expectations (which is always). The result is that finishing something = bad feelings: I am effectively punishing myself for having created something. The natural reaction to this punishment is an aversion to creation, meaning that my perfectionism is harming me, not only by causing me to despise what I do make and by impeding the creative process, but by attacking even my desire to create.