Shabrina's

phantomthread2017:

normalize not normalizing anything. Everything is weird and you are all freaks

staraptor:

i hate it when u stop being friends w someone or u break up w someone cos uve got all this information about them like at the back of ur mind like their birthday or their favorite game or whatever, and even years later things will come up and you’ll think about that person and its like. oh. and it never really Stops

funnytwittertweets:

obligatory-stupid-name:

commanderinqueef:

help I’ve fallen and am perfectly capable of getting up but refuse to

aegissi:

I have to admit. I am not living la vida loca

perfectionrainbowkitty:

tuhgootoo:

not once did it cross my mind that gru from despicable me was Russian i just thought he was fucked up

adhdtogether:

oozecoonzz:

teathattast:

decembersoul:

teathattast:

even the effing pigeon is more responsible than a lot of people out there.

that’s an eagle…

Im going ballistic thats a fucking seagull.

coltre:

me: *is a living train wreck*  yaaas!!! stay hydrated guys! life is so beautiful we are all beautiful always smile at strangers and eat healthy :)

01101010-01100100:

even if i had no followers i would post like this and thats why tumblr is the best social medio

spontaneousmusicalnumber:

jabberwockypie:

rainydaydecaf:

adhdbri:

On to the next hobby…

I always wonder why this is seen as a bad thing. Who cares if I don’t stick with a hobby longer than a month? What does it matter if I flit from one project to another based on whatever holds my interest at the time?

There’s nothing wrong with trying new things! If it makes you happy, however briefly, then it’s not a waste of time. I always look back with fondness on those brief obsessions with making jewelry or paint-by-numbers or whatever, because it was fun and I learned something, and what’s the alternative anyway? Doing nothing? Sitting around with twitchy fingers and too much pent up energy? Hating myself for not being “good” at anything just because I dropped karate after a few weeks?

Fuck that. My hobby is trying new hobbies.

And you might go back to it later.

I taught myself to knit and crochet from books when I was like 10, quit for YEARS, picked it to do a couple of small projects once in a while, put it down for several more years, and now I’m in my 30s and I knit ludicrously complicated lace shawls and stuff and do all sorts of fiddly bullshit.

And even if you don’t, sometimes you just want to try something to try it?

And even if you never go back to that hobby, you learned and that has value on its own! Past hobbies aren’t a graveyard, they’re a library archive.

I got into artisan soapmaking once. Never picked it back up. But now? I know what goes into soap, I know what quality handmade soap looks like, I know how to discern between types of soap. I learned how soap was made historically, so in a survival situation I’d be able to make my own with nothing but fat and wood ashes.

I never made money from it but I learned a lot from it, and I’m able to appreciate a little part of life a whole lot more.