mishacolins:

People feel different i guess. Some people feel like they don’t want to be dependent on help from others

Speaking as one of those people, ime a lot of people who offer help either 1. do so conditionally/with strings attached (e.g., so that they’ll then be owed a favor) or 2. do so without the intention of being taken up on the offer (i.e., they’re “just being nice” but don’t actually want to do anything).

As a result, very often if someone offers to help me it just makes me suspicious. And it makes me a bit sad every time, because I know that there are also many people who genuinely do want to help, but the other stuff has been really deeply and repeatedly ingrained, so.

(Also, sometimes I’d just prefer to do things myself, especially when I know I can manage, but that’s mostly for stuff like reaching something on a high shelf or opening a stuck jar.)

desert-neon:

bumblegabe:

Help me prove a point

I have never reblogged anything faster.

I’ve read a lot of fan fiction that was better than a LOT of published books.

It’s not that I feel like I should be the most important.

I just don’t want to be reminded that I’m always the least important.

xanniesworld:

fuckyeahwomenprotesting:

burdened-with-glorious-puns:

earth-oddity:

2000 was almost 14 years ago
2000 was almost 14 years ago
2000 was almost 14 years ago

there are high schoolers who were born in the 2000s.

I REPEAT: THERE ARE HIGH SCHOOLERS WHO WERE BORN IN 2000.

I feel like our generation doesn’t know how to handle aging. Like anyone born before 1998 is just like nope. 

Pretty much.

Given that I still get mistaken for a high schooler, I guess I’m really not sure how aging is supposed to work?