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zoomar · 2 months
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I wonder what's the matter with Junior?
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quotecollector14 · 1 year
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One of the most revolutionary things you can do as a woman is make peace with the idea of being disliked, or even hated. Make peace with people calling you unlikable, shrill, ugly, unkind, because I promise that people will call you whatever they think will make you shut up.
Jessica Masterson
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howifeltabouthim · 1 year
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I'm not shocked or even surprised. She should hate me. People are typically unpredictable, but one thing you can always count on is that they'll eventually hate you. Especially when you're me.
Anna Dorn, from Vagablonde
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How the fuck do you make new friends
Like I tried talking to people, interacting with people, being nice to people, having common interests, talking about said interests and even saying I like them, and it just doesn't work???
Is it because I'm on the spectrum? Is it because I'm boring? Is it because I'm a bad person? Is it because I'm just me?
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loverrrworld · 1 year
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i want someone to tell me in detail what’s wrong with me, because there must be something that i’m missing. the caving feeling of watching their replies get slower and more distant is something i’m growing all too familiar with. things will be going well and i’ll feel so happy and comfortable with them, but then they’ll post on their story when i’ve been on delivered for 16 hours and it turns out they’re with another girl and all of a sudden it clicks for me. how could i ever think that i had a chance with someone like them? if i take a step back and look at my life, it appears to me that i only attract people who are way older than me, or people who think that because i’m nice to them, i must be interested. and when you think about that they’re after? a naïve, young girl or a motherly therapist. suddenly i’m not as attractive, or as interesting, or as funny as i supposed i was. i’m just a toy.
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miss-mademoiselle · 10 months
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i just finished the audiobook of im a fan by sheena patel and its my favourite book in the world its so real and so raw and mwan and ugly and hurting and loud and ao loud about everything i want and need and hate and am jealous of and crave and desire and crave and loathe to crave. i will start it all over again now because i need it in my veins and its essentially my inner monologue. i got the paperback yesterday and might get the hard cover too. i need you all to read it now. its everything. its everything. its everything.
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degenerateduck007 · 1 year
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Due to the unwarranted appearance of Ben Shapiro's face on my feed, I would like to propose hiding his face behind a trigger warning so I don't have to see him and feel a small part of me die inside
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unserkleinesalaska · 2 years
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What makes me so fucking unlikable?! Why do people always treat me like shit, even though I try my best to be liked by them.
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visenyaism · 1 month
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gortash wants you to kill orin and take her netherstones so that the two of you can control the brain and take over the world together but orin wants you to kill gortash and then rob him because she finds him annoying and does not like him. she is the real one here
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hoorayiread · 1 month
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Unlikable
I hear people talk about likability a lot these days. In terms of media criticism and consumption, it's been touted as a very important trait to have. I think that's pretty shallow.
Some of my recent reads are excellent examples of this. Most of Junji Ito's characters barely have a personality, even in his longer form works. Exempli gratia: Tomie is less of a person and more of a curse with legs. Tender is the Flesh didn't contain a single character I actually liked, and a protagonist I actively disliked the longer it continued, and I thoroughly enjoyed that book.
But this is another one of those moments where my current book is prompting these thoughts. I just started Otessa Moshfeg's My Year of Rest and Relaxation, and less than 20 pages in I already can tell this protagonist is not a good person. She's not likable, but I wouldn't say she's necessarily unlikable. But she's interesting. It's not a horror novel like Tender or Ito's works, and the protagonist is most definitely a well-defined character. If anything this book appears to be a character study. I'll save my conclusions for my full review.
Also I did drop a latin phrase in this post just to be a pretentious dick. I can be unlikable, too!
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24mountainroad · 7 days
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hansoeii · 3 months
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they have no sense of personal space
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howifeltabouthim · 1 year
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He is one who does not improve upon acquaintance.
Ellen Wood, from East Lynne
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fairycosmos · 1 year
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it is very childish and naive but i am still so shocked to see that so many people are just fucking outright mean
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zone916 · 6 months
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The Unlikable One
I am well aware that I'm an unlikable person. People usually hate my guts and I feel that a lot. Quite honestly if you tell me this 10-15 years ago, I'd really feel sadness. I was such a people pleaser back then, I tried to dim my light to make other people feel comfortable.
If there's one great thing that I've accomplished in my life, that is to have accepted myself, and understand myself better than before. I've lost a lot of people in my life because I knew I couldn't keep up feeding other people's ego. Also I suck at communications.
And my personality is strong, I can be easily known as someone who is always angry. At first I was ashamed of this, but I realized, that the people who never made an effort to see through the source of that anger is never meant to stay permanently in my life.
I have learned that my anger is protecting me from abuse. My anger is valid. I have to be angry to keep my sanity, it helps me weed out the wrong people from my life.
I am also someone who is unable to maintain an energy that is all sunshine and rainbows and shit, it's simply not how I function.
I grew up and I'm tired. I've felt a lot, I cared a lot and now I'm tired. I no longer have that mental space to worry whether people like me or not. To be fair, I like fewer people.
At this stage, I am slowly learning to embrace myself more. I appreciate the good intentions in my mind. I forgive myself for being mad at simple things. Simple things that are usually not "simple" as it have deep roots. I do not understand this about myself before, but now I am seeing it better.
I am a feeler, I feel too much. It is a curse as much as it is a gift. I know when people lie, I can feel it in my gut, but I like disappointing myself by letting these people walk over me and give them the benefit of the doubt. I want this world to be a better place by making change, and wanting to help people, but at the same time, I find myself thinking that we no longer deserve to be here.  Sometimes I am able to help people with their problems, but I'm unable to help myself at the same time. Mostly I need help, but I refuse to be helped. I have experienced giving people warmth while my heart was breaking and suffering coldness inside. I can be sometimes a perfectionist while being imperfect myself. I was an absent friend but at the same time, they mostly occupy my mind. I am a nagging sister while all I want is peace at home.
I am a walking paradox and I admit to being a work in progress. But I will no longer invalidate myself just because it's not the "standard".
As someone who is unlikable, it's perfectly fine. I sleep at night soundly knowing that the decisions that I've made so far has taken me into a path of self understanding. I no longer want to be in deep with people who has not invited me there psychologically.
I have forgiven myself for being difficult sometimes, it's not entirely my fault. I've been raised into thinking that I have to adhere to everything that I'm told and be decided by other people that I'm rebellious when I don't align with the usual. I have dealt with narcissists most of my life, and I have come to fear myself that I too have become one. As I've said before, I am still a work in progress and I'll do the best in my power to not become the people that I hate.
I don't know how much long I have in this world, but I know that one day, I will walk out of here at peace with myself. And I will remember, how profound the life that I've had, and what an incredible journey it has been.
So for now, happy birthday to me 🥳
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uncanny-tranny · 6 months
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Learning to internalize the message above, but art is in all of our bones. If you feel afraid to create art because it won't be "good enough," it's worth it to explore why you feel that fear. Creating art is one of the basic impulses of people, and if you want to create art, then you absolutely must.
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