There are days when I just don’t even know what the status of my faith in humanity is.
I love it says that it is “fair reporting”
Sounds more like bigotry, ignorance, and hate, to me.
I wish I would have known the source beforehand. I retract my comment from before. This is so obviously satirical that it almost doesn’t qualify; it’s more like thinly veiled sarcasm. Think The Onion but with real stories or Stephen Colbert.
For this to work you will need to use headphones. Close your eyes and imagine.
Here is an explination:
This is a demonstration of the stereo effect. Listening to it, you feel as though you are in a barber’s chair, with the barber moving around you, clipping away at your hair. As the barber “moves” to your right, the volume increases slightly in the right channel and decreases in the left. Similarly, increases in the volume of sound from the clippers give the impression that he is bringing them closer and closer to each ear. The illusion demonstrates our ability to locate sounds in space; by comparing the inputs to the two ears, we can work out where a sound is coming from.
That was so real, it will give me nightmares.
i cant describe how awesome this is.
Every time I get a haircut and they use the electric razor, I get chills sent down my spine.
Tonight, chills were definitely sent down my spine.
From a show I’m watching, one of the characters said “Maybe your soulmate is the person who forces your soul grow the most, not all growth feels good” when asked what a soulmate is.
I’m not sure what to believe.
I’m not even sure if I believe in having a soulmate. What that is, if it exits.
But I do know that if I were to be with someone and ask myself if this person is my soulmate, I would have to do some serious analyzing to determine if this person has “made my soul grow.”
And all that analyzing pretty much goes against what I believe I should do in a relationship. I just want to be in the relationship because it makes me happy and because I like/love that person. Not because he’s made me “grow.”
Although I am only 18, I have come to realize something a lot of people haven’t. My happiness comes before others. Once I’m happy with what I’m doing, it will all work out. Fate will have it’s way.
At noon, my friend and I went to visit a nearby privately-owned mortuary/crematory. But not for the reason most people go to one. We went because we were curious what the profession as a funeral director and embalmer entails.
What 18 year old in their right mind would do that? What 18 year old would even consider becoming a funeral director or embalmer?!
We talked with the lady for a while but after, I realized “no I don’t want to do this.”
The profession is pretty stable and pays well but dealing with the people would get to me. The grieving. The sorrow. The tears. I just can’t deal with that.
So for now, I’ll pursue my other dream to be a screen writer!
It’s really hard for the members of the LGBT-community to find a good partner. Not because there aren’t any, but simply because we do not encounter them very often. You can sometimes tell when someone is gay if they are an extreme stereotype, but even if you donotice someone is gay, that doesn’t mean you’re suddenly going to fall in love with that person. Like a lot of straight people think, it would go like this: gay + gay = eternal love and life full of happiness. Unfortunately, this is not true, it doesn’t work like that.
We gay people look for the same things in a partner that straight people do. The only problem for us is that the chances of falling love, building a friendship, and eventually getting into a relationship are practically nil. A straight man could fancy a woman and ask her out without question. It could be the waitress at his favourite restaurant, the funny salesgirl at the record store, the smart girl from his math class, the intriguing colleague at work, … anything.
Now, I speak from experience, and I am absolutely positive that this is the case for most gay people: if you let yourself fall in love without taking caution, 95% of the time, that other person will be straight and you will get your heart broken (if not possibly any bones in the case where they are homophobic… ).
This is exactly the reason why our community is regarded as promiscuous. Our only option is to look hopelessly for a possible partner in bars, via shady meetings on the internet, set-ups that friends will hook us up with, and so forth. Most of the time, we will rush into all of this, so it doesn’t work out, and thus, we appear to be sluts to the outside world. But the thing is… we’re just afraid to be forever alone (if I may use this Tumblr quote in a more serious manner).
It’s really hard to explain how it feels when you see happy straight couples on TV, in advertising, walking down the street, in school, … and you’re just sitting there, waiting, hanging on to that small thread of hope of ever meeting that right person, but knowing, deep down, if you let yourself fall in love, you will most likely get your heart broken once again.
So why do we even try? Because we deserve to be happy just as much as the rest, and it shouldn’t be this hard!
Why does it have to be so difficult to meet the right guy?
All I’m searching for is to be with someone. It’s not that complicated, fates. I need a mature man who knows how to love both emotionally and physically. Someone that understands me and opens up to me like I’ll open up to him. Someone that I can trust and who trusts me.
Why is that so difficult? It’s not that difficult.
Just send me someone my way. I want to get it right. I don’t want any of this “testing the waters out” shit anymore. I just want to meet someone whom I can commit to. I want to believe in true love.