if your teenage years are meant for experimenting with relationships i’m fucked
its 12 am and my dad waltzes into my room and has a conversation about STEAK to my sister who sleeps in the bunk below me
am i fucking living in a sims game??
yo whats up
**All clothing fits sizes Small-Medium and some are Freesize!
GIVEAWAY ENDS SEPTEMBER 1st 2014 AT MIDNIGHT EDT
Coming Out Simulator 2014 - a half-true game about half-truths
Coming Out Simulator is exactly what it says it is. It’s a free-to-play conversation simulator based on/inspired by the personal story of coming out of its creator, Nicky Case.
There’s no easy answer in Coming Out Simulator, no optimal ending to be achieved if you collect the requisite amount of points. Case based the game off a pivotal moment in his own life as a teenager. And just like in real life, the moment of “coming out” in this game is traumatic no matter which way the player chooses to approach it.
Ultimately, it’s liberating as well. But that’s not what the brunt of the experience playing Coming Out Simulator is actually like. […] There’s power in exploring a fantasy like the one in Mass Effect 3, but there’s also power in being reminded that “coming out” the way one does in that game is a fantasy, and a pretty far-fetched one for many people who faced far more difficult challenges when they actually came out.
Coming Out Simulator is a game about that second experience. It’s a painful one. But it’s also a necessary one, that I think more people who’ve never had to struggle with their own sexual identity should see for themselves.
I totally agree with you, I guess it’s just an sjw instinct thing like “if you won’t get angry, I’ll get angry for you.” Also I know the writers definitely aren’t going to be 100% accurate and all, but it is part of the learning process.
And thanks, it’s nice to know that at least someone else believes its an subject that should be considered more.
Now, videogames haven’t made me violent, but they have made me feel like I’m supposed to pick this up.
What’s the girl version of “bros before hoes”?
thank you once again
AH WHEN WILL THEY END
EVEN MORE OMFG
I regret making this post. My inbox is filled with these now lol
It’s like you didn’t even try
東京喰種 カネキマスクの作り方 その6
aka fuck that -_-
I hope you don’t actually think I’m writing an actual AU fic with a mental disease【・ヘ・?】and even if I was, I’m not gonna do it just for the funsies, I’m genuinely interested in psychology and I read up on it a lot. Besides, I’m on the same boat with you here, using a mental illness as the only defining character trait or using it only to make the character stand out is never OK.
I’m seriously sorry if I offended you, I was just trying to think up of more interesting dynamics, I do it all the time with topics that are just as sensitive as this one, but most of them are just ideas I never act on because I do realise they’re quite silly without proper research.
I am, however, quite offended that you would assume that I would write about such an in-depth topic for such a shallow reason.
do you guys remember that one post about how men feel entitled to take up so much space and women have to deal with a lot less?
This is actually a documented thing. You always see men on the subway or tube or whatever using both armrests while women sit with their arms hunched together into their laps. That’s why I always make a point to take up at least one if not both armrests of the tube so men can be uncomfortable for once.
^ again, for all the people telling me posting this picture is complaining too much.
In my college classes (and high school too) guys were always stretching, sticking fists and elbows in my face, leaning their heads back over my desk, over my work, spreading their legs out, kicking my bag with their dirty shoes. And let’s not pretend they were in other guys’ space as much as they were in women’s.
It’s so true, this happens to me every day on the train. Same with the walking thing, women will weave out of the way whereas men just walk straight and plow down anything in their path. I always end up playing chicken with men on the sidewalk now, because I refuse to move out of their way.
I love playing chicken with dudes who hog the sidewalk. BODY CHECK! Fucking assholes.
“NOT ALL MEN ARE LIKE THIS!” FUCK OFF.
“AS A MAN, I THINK THAT…” FUCK OFF.
Men always have the same defensive bullshit to spout every time they get called out on their shit. AND IT IS BORING. They remind me of those toys where you pull a string an they have like 5 phrases they can say. Over and over and over.
same here with playing chicken, its hilarious sometimes because they get this flash of realization in their eyes that says ‘holy shit, she’s NOT going to move/??? what do????’ because THEY ARE SO USED TO EVERYONE MOVING FOR THEM
when i was younger my grandpa drew this on a piece of paper,
and he asked me how i, as the red circle, would get around the two people (black circles) if i was walking down the street.
so of course i came back with
moving out of the way for them as i walked.
he asked me if i thought men would do the same and, at the time, i did because i thought it was just common courtesy. but he told me that men would barrel straight through without giving a shit and that i should do the exact same. because i was the one walking and they were the ones in the way. so that’s exactly what i do.
i find this really fascinating because this actually what defines so-called masculine and feminine traits and gestures. the whole limp-wrist thing? that’s someone decreasing the amount of space they take up by not extending their arm fully. same with crossing one’s legs, how it’s considered more masculine to swing your shoulders when you walk creating a wider gait instead of your hips, how someone who holds their elbows tightly into their torso instead of letting them fall more loosely at their sides is considered feminine.
taking up space is not just a frequent habit of males in our culture, its actually how society thinks masculinity is supposed to be expressed.
It’s also why you can seriously freak people out if you’re a woman by sitting back in your chair and draping your arm over the backrest of the one beside it.
It’s claiming space, and more importantly, it’s powerful body language. In primates (including humans), the individual that “opens” its chest—that is, leaves it open to attack—is the most dominant of them, precisely because it shows a confidence that no one WILL attack you.
Look at someone who’s comfortable vs someone who’s uncomfortable—the uncomfortable person will inevitably cross their arms or cover their chest to in an instinct to protect the thoracic cavity.
So, when you want to look HELLA confident, open up your chest and make direct eye contact. It feels weird (for women!) at first, but it’s the fastest way to freak a dude out. They genuinely do not know what to do when a woman displays behaviour they recognize as confident.
This was interesting. Literally never thought about it before.
THIS IS LIKE THE 3RD TIME TODAY THIS HAS COME BACK ON MY DASH. EVERY TIME I LIKE PISS MYSELF LAUGHING.
MY GUM FELL OFF MY MOUTH