Os bons vi sempre passar
No mundo graves tormentos;
E para mais me espantar,
Os maus vi sempre nadar
Em mar de contentamentos.
Cuidando alcançar assim
O bem tão mal ordenado,
Fui mau, mas fui castigado:
Assim que só para mim
Anda o mundo consertado.

Lvís Vaz de Camões

olivemeister:

i am really sick of this “if you don’t disclose all these private things about you to every stranger on the internet, you must be cis, white, straight, able-bodied, and mentally healthy” mentality that tumblr has.

it’s like… despite what so many of us are working to subvert (sometimes the same people making assumptions, absurdly enough), you still have this mental image of that as the default state of humanity. and unless we state that we deviate from this false “norm”, it’s assumed that we fall under it.

and it’s making it so that people are forced into oversharing and oversharing becomes normal. you don’t have any right to know these things unless i really, truly am comfortable with/want to share them. not everyone is comfortable with disclosing the private details of their lives, and you seeing that desire for privacy, making assumptions, and attacking them is fucked up.

you wouldn’t expect someone you met at school to tell you all these things. you wouldn’t expect your sister’s boyfriend to tell you all these things. you don’t have a right to that knowledge, and being on the internet doesn’t change it.

Me, writing: Have I already had someone shrug recently? Yeah I think she shrugged like two minutes ago already. I’m pretty sure I’ve written someone chuckling like five times. Everyone chuckles so goddamn much. Maybe everything is just super amusing here. How about I switch it up a bit and have someone raise an eyebrow curiously yeah that’ll work hell yeah