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being queer and seeing historical queer love is like a punch to the gut in a good way every time

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I might be a little biased but I’m honestly starting to believe that there’s no purer form of love than the defensive spite you see from biologists that have devoted their life to the study of a maligned or misunderstood species. For example:

The hyena biologist that arranged for Disney animators to come sketch captive  hyenas for The Lion King film (Laurence Frank) was so incensed when the animals were depicted as villains in the movie that he later included boycotting the film on a list of ways the average person could help hyena conservation.

Though it’s commonly known that Charles Darwin’s distaste for parasitic wasps played a role in his development of evolution theory (since he felt no loving God would create animals with such a disturbing life cycle), the biologists who study these wasps find it an unfair characterization. When they were tasked with coming up with a common name for the family of parasitic wasps (Ichneumonidae) that old Charles so disliked, they proposed the name “Darwin Wasps” to spite the famous naturalist who had insulted their beloved family of insects.

Parasitologist Tommy Leung was so frustrated with the way people write about parasites to evoke horror and gore that he started writing a Parasite of the Day blog, that specifically avoids inflammatory or unsettling language to describe them. He also illustrates different species in colorful anime art on Twitter in a series called Parasite Monster Girls—which he calls his “love letter to parasites.”

I guess I’m just saying that if you’re a biologist studying an unpopular species and you have a little bit of a chip on your shoulder about it you can always count on me to be in your corner if you want to get a little petty with the public!

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Amazing

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What We Do in the Shadows | 3.02 – “The Cloak Of Duplication“

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The look on her face when she realizes

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Ok, here’s the thing. YA fiction features child and teenage protagonists because it is intended to be consumed by children, teens and young adults. If you’re going to browse the YA shelf looking for a rebellion against an evil empire, or superheroes in training, you just have to accept that the protagonists are going to be of a similar age to their intended audience. The genre they are in is literally called the Young Adult genre. It’s that simple. And the genre is not designed to support an adult’s recognition of the danger these young protagonists are facing when they go on their respective adventures.

If you find yourself going from ‘yeah! Fifteen is totally old enough to take on the evil empire!’ to ‘Oh my god who let these kids out on a school night they should have a curfew why aren’t adults handling this battle’, then you might want to look into adult fiction. If you feel like holding up a YA work and declaring that the mentors or guiding forces in the story are evil because they are training children for dangerous situations, then congratulations! You actually are ready to graduate to adult fiction! Where there might also be child soldiers, but that will be treated as a seriously bad thing. 

Don’t get me wrong, sticking with YA fiction as an adult is fine! The genre is easy, fun, features delightful adventures, and can offer a very relaxing and comforting escape. But when you find yourself recognizing that ‘kids’ handling large adventures means the adults around them have failed, take that as a sign that you’ve matured. The YA protagonists won’t, they’re going to stay young. And they’ll continue to have adventures at young ages, because kids younger than you are coming up behind you now and want to have their fun reading stories meant for them. If you find yourself reading YA and getting angry over how young the protagonists are, you might save yourself some stress by browsing the adult fiction shelves.

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Me: I want compliments and attention Someone: * gives me compliments and attention* Me: *trembling slightly* what the hell

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This .. is why I still have this cursed app

This is the level of hyperanalystic bullshit I live for

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Ok I just went to look up Hamlet on Wikipedia and I'm losing my entire shit at this painting from 1778?

The focal point is his entire ass? He's wearing a thong bodysuit? What is going on???

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People look down on McDonald’s employees but fail to realize that if all these folks left McDonald’s and pursued “better careers”  your ass wouldn’t be able to get a McDouble with an Oreo McFlurry at 3am. 

You can’t demand a service while simultaneously degrading those who provide it for you. 

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Me: I impulsively buy stuff when I’m sad

Person: but you’re always buying stuff

Me: *finger guns*

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which one of u was going to tell me that tea tastes different if u put it in hot water?

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What's annoying to one person is funny to another. Someone will be flattered by the extra attention from someone others would call clingy. The people who are too sensitive in some people's eyes are admired for being in touch with their emotions by others. What some would consider rude, others consider refreshing. What some people think of as oversharing, other people see as courageous honesty. Someone who's too quiet in some people's eyes is considered a good listener by others. What some people consider too personal, other people would love to discuss in depth. What looks like trying too hard to some people is recognized as genuine kindness by others. The point is that there's no such thing as being universally likeable, so just focus on finding the people who enjoy the qualities you have to offer and don't worry too much about the rest. I promise you that plenty of people out there will appreciate you for who you are.

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ADHD is spending your whole life being told that you’re not doing your best and that you could do better if you tried harder and worked harder until you believe it yourself, becoming convinced that your your best work is actually only your average, and there’s a mythical, hypothetical, never-before-seen Your Best, which is surely the work of gods.

So you end up with this inflated ego and stalwart belief that you should be capable of curing cancer, discovering new planets, composing new opera pieces to take the world by storm, if you only tried harder. But for some inexplicable reason, you simply won’t put your mind and focus on it, and now you hate yourself for not being the spectacular specimen you were taught you ought to be.

And that’s why you end up having these conversations with your therapist where they are like “normal people don’t put this kind of demands and expectations on themselves”, and you dead seriously fucking answer

“Yes, but I’m not normal people.”

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