#remain calm

[quetzii]

remain calm

[damnwegotlifetomorrow]

ЯΞMIИISCIИG

[contac]

[eyeshawitch]

Mundane Waters

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[princessaabaddiee]

[temmieking]

It's happened

The girls?

THE GIRLS ARE FIGHTING

[defensive-tactics]

Panic is contagious. So is calm. Be prepared. Plan ahead.

[redheadcoffeequeen]

One of the best lessons you can learn in life is to master how to remain calm.

[rupertbbare]

[adropofhumanity]

if people are trying to argue with you about the atrocities that palestinians are facing as justified and the argument that "hamaas started it" to be true, remember this:

"if a fool speaks to you, do not answer him, for the best answer is silence. if you speak to him, you have delighted him. if you leave him, he nearly dies in anguish [ diwan al imam ash shafi'i, 38 ]

[damnwegotlifetomorrow]

𝐒𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐝

[changingplumbob]

Why patch why

Did not expect to wake up with news of a game patch and broken UI cheats extension. Today's battle will be taking this in stride and not throwing all my toys out the pram like I want to.

There are so many pros to not being on the site formerly known as twitter, but staying in the loop for game updates is not one of them.

[princessaabaddiee]

[thegirlformerlyknownas]

I would love to remind everyone this is only episode 4. And ABC is like 2000% more queer friendly than Fox

[pixieautumntwinkle]

Hello, Tumblr good fellows. Sooo, I have been meaning to share a story that has been occupying my head for quite a long time now.

The other day, at school, I realized that Love is a form of pain everyone experiences in different ways.

Let me explain.

I love writing poetry. It helps me concentrate and calm myself, especially when I feel alarmed. I tend to feel alarmed many times, from the external environment or my thoughts, depends.

So I was writing this poem about a boy that ghosted me out of blue. Not that it pained me that much, it just bothered me. I was wondering what happened.

This other boy, behind me, has been reading every word I was putting on paper.

Now, for reference, I write a lot and nobody cares. No one pays enough attention to what I do. Actually, I am a ghost in my class, nobody notices me.

I was struggling to find a rhyme, and I hear him whispering some words that rhymed. I turn back to thank him; he asks me what happened and when did that happen. I was taken aback. Nobody ever asked me anything. Not that I mind, don't get me wrong. I thrive in solitude.

I didn't want to talk about it. But he insisted. So I gave him only a brief description of the story. He made an odd face and with a matter of factly voice replied and I quote : " You're a good girl, don't settle for any less than your standards are. Find the muse to your poetry, not the ignorant."

Guys, please! What was that supposed to mean? In three years of school, I had never ever spoken to him and vice versa. And I even thought he looked intimidating. He even has severe anger issues and very little self control.

[llightmyllovee]

My coping mechanism to the era changing is just making memes apparently

Thank you @laurenlovesgretavanfleet for the photo!