The stereotype that German is a "harsh" or "aggressive" sounding language is going on my nerves so much. Like, I've seen two tiktoks today mocking it, by people who clearly never heard someone actually speak German.
Obviously it's gonna sound aggressive if you scream "Krankenwagen" like an absolute moron, if you overly emphasize every letter in the damn word, but nobody here speaks like that.
German isn't the language of poets and philosophers for no reason.
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it happened again! (being left aside by my own friend)
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they should ban amelanistic skinny chicks in long dresses from making travel content
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if tumblr goes down thats my last straw bruh im just leaving the internet atp
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theme or asks? theme or asks? theme or asks? theme or asks? theme or asks? theme or-
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I couldn't get home yesterday bc of the flooding and I'm now not gonna get home until about 7pm today bc of the flooding
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tired of trying to read a book and find it has internetisms in it.
started one and the kid liked cosplaying (totally fine) and she wanted to do a mental exercise of how she'd cosplay this fairy she met (kind of weird but shes 12) and she described her as a "chaos librarian" and I wanted to scream bc what The Fuck does that mean.
just started a new book and the guy said he wanted to run off and not be perceived. Understandable but knock it off!!!
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I am so sick of anti-endos posting their anti-endo shit in the endogenic tags
They say they're protecting people but they're making all my mental health problems worse
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Having one of those days where I’m just desperate for some time without pain. Just a little while. I’m sick of pain and I’m sick of having to survive an entire day unable to even take a full breath until I lie down in the evening. Also my mum told me earlier that she ‘doesn’t get’ my health issues and says if it was her she would just ‘not think about it and then she’d be fine’. Well that’s news to me! If only I’d known that not thinking about my health issues would cure them! Thanks mum!
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palestine is in a complete and utter blackout with israel launching hundreds of its heaviest airstrikes so far across gaza. this is a mass slaughter and we won't even know the extent of the casualties until it's over; israel have cut off telecommunications so they can commit their atrocities in the dark. there is a genocide happening right in front of our eyes and every person who has ever defended israel's "right to defend itself" has the blood of palestinians on their hands. we cannot ignore what is one of the most devastating massacres in human history.
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probably time for this story i guess but when i was a kid there was a summer that my brother was really into making smoothies and milkshakes. part of this was that we didn't have AC and couldn't afford to run fans all day so it was kind of important to get good at making Cool Down Concoctions.
we also had a patch of mint, and he had two impressionable little sisters who had the attitude of "fuck it, might as well."
at one point, for fun, this 16 year old boy with a dream in his eye and scientific fervor in heart just wanted to see how far one could push the idea of "vanilla mint smoothie". how much vanilla extract and how much mint can go into a blender before it truly is inedible.
the answer is 3 cups of vanilla extract, 1/2 cup milk alternative, and about 50 sprigs (not leaves, whole spring) of mint. add ice and the courage of a child. idk, it was summer and we were bored.
the word i would use to describe the feeling of drinking it would maybe be "violent" or perhaps, like. "triangular." my nose felt pristine. inhaling following the first sip was like trying to sculpt a new face. i was ensconced in a mesh of horror. it was something beyond taste. for years after, i assumed those commercials that said "this is how it feels to chew five gum" were referencing the exact experience of this singular viscous smoothie.
what's worse is that we knew our mother would hate that we wasted so much vanilla extract. so we had to make it worth it. we had to actually finish the drink. it wasn't "wasting" it if we actually drank it, right? we huddled around outside in the blistering sun, gagging and passing around a single green potion, shivering with disgust. each sip was transcendent, but in a sort of non-euclidean way. i think this is where i lost my binary gender. it eroded certain parts of me in an acidic gut ecology collapse.
here's the thing about love and trust: the next day my brother made a different shake, and i drank it without complaint. it's been like 15 years. he's now a genuinely skilled cook. sometimes one of the three of us will fuck up in the kitchen or find something horrible or make a terrible smoothie mistake and then we pass it to each other, single potion bottle, and we say try it it's delicious. it always smells disgusting. and then, cerimonious, we drink it together. because that's what family does.
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you've heard of "diversity win!" now get ready for
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