Month: July 2017

thebibliosphere:

dreamerdragon:

thefingerfuckingfemalefury:

when-fates-collide:

jerseydevilslesbianlover:

pidge-gunson:

neko-crimson:

what the actual fuck

Men don’t know women can pee

ive been sitting on the toilet for 20 minutes trying to piss but the pee keeps getting lost in my confusing Woman Body

how does shit like that get published

I feel like my eyes were just assaulted

@thebibliosphere

Just in case any of you feel bad about your writing, this is an extract from John Updike’s Witches of Eastwick, one of few authors to win a Pulitzer Prize more than once and be heralded for his literary genius.

You’re doing fine.

Source: pricklylegs

That said, trying to get through Barcelona with a combo of rusty rather bad Mexican Spanish and gestures was an experience I would rather avoid repeating. And I was managing better than Mr. C, without even the half-assed Weird Colonial Spanish to work with. (Probably even weirder-sounding by the standards of a traditionally Catalan-speaking area, never mind some of the politics there.)

A couple of people didn’t try to hide their amusement, and I wasn’t sure I could really blame them after dealing with enough British tourists. It still made me kinda want to crawl into a hole, though.

maybesimon:

theunitofcaring:

Everyone in Berlin speaks English. I had been told that I’d be able to get by (the only German I know is ‘please’, ‘thank you’, and ‘sorry’) but I did not realize that it would be everybody. I order a sandwich and the guy making my sandwich asks a question and I say ‘sorry, no German”, and he says without missing a beat “do you want guac on that, it’s an extra Euro”. A panhandler asks me for money and I say “sorry, no German”, and he says “can you spare some money for the train”. The man next to me on the train says something vaguely scolding when I put my bag down, I move it and murmur ‘sorry’ with a sufficiently foreign  accent that he switches to English to explain that he thinks I should keep my hands on my bag lest someone steal it. 

I feel vaguely guilty about visiting Germany and coasting off the extra effort on the part of the locals, although I don’t endorse feeling guilty about this, if people felt more guilty about travelling to places where they don’t speak the local language I can’t imagine that makes anybody better off.

you don’t have to feel guilty about this. in the netherlands its the same, and most people like the chance to show off their english to a native.

I had some similar worries visiting Stockholm, without the spoons to try and brush up much beforehand. Even more uncomfortable in a way, since after living with a native speaker for years I had only picked up maybe a dozen everyday phrases 😐 (He was also already living in the UK when we met.)

In Sweden, it’s a safe bet that anyone between the ages of, say, 15 and 70 is going to have some level of English proficiency. I knew that going in, and still felt awkward–maybe especially given some of the stereotypes specifically around monolingual English speakers who refuse to make any good faith effort to help smooth out communication.

But, as pointed out in another reblog? The main problem there does seem to be the subset who don’t even feel like they need to try. Not coming across as arrogant can make a big difference, and it doesn’t sound like you probably would have. And a lot of people really do seem glad for an opportunity to practice, as maybesimon said.

A combo of social anxiety and scrupulosity really hasn’t done me a lot of favors there, I am very aware. Mostly chiming in because that did sound too familiar. *wry smile*

fierceawakening:

discouroborose:

and this idea that people who worry about people who are surrounded bigotry becoming more entrenched in it are just like…prioritizing evil privileged people over the marginalized people who REALLY deserve their compassion

no, i worry about it because i was a scared queer kid in a conservative cult-church and i was lucky enough to get out because i got to interact with compassionate people who exposed me to new (better) ideas without making me feel like a shitty person. 

and i want other scared kids to get out too. i want them to know that there’s a whole world outside their bubble filled with kind and compassionate people. i want them to know that even if their family relationships become strained or break altogether, there is a new family who will love them on the other side. 

and i don’t want you scaring them away and making them feel even more trapped, because i know what that’s like too. i don’t want you putting even more locks on their door. 

like i’m not even saying you personally have to reach out to them, just allow other people to do so without threatening to take away their Progressive Card. 

holy shit this