Make it up as you go along.

roses-are-white:

SorryGuyz: what is it to live

jay-song:

lyfeh8r:

to live is to not be on the internet. it’s not looking at stupid gifs or stupid comics it’s going outside on a hike. it’s drinking water. it’s drawing yes and making things. it’s making music. it’s dancing you ass off to serious music. it’s running around and shooting hoops and being the sunshine…

i’m sorry but i am confused as to why you have a blog?

you make the internet sound like such a bad place, but it’s also a place where fun, creative peoples’ creations, art, and music can be shared with one another? you can still learn a whoooollle lot from the internet, and sure, i don’t suggest being on it 24/7. going out and having fun is a part of being a good and functional human being, i agree with that! but the world is advancing into a more technological era, and i think you’d need to keep up with everything to have good art or music or whatever, right? and, hey! what better place than the internet??? by the way, i don’t think you should be calling pop music bad? pop encompasses a really wide range of music and a lot of it is really great, too! even though you might think it isn’t quality sound because it isn’t like the music of back then or whatever, other people probably like it and the ones who wrote it must have put effort into creating that work. i think it’s just kind disrespectful and maybe a little hypocritical of you to be saying these sorts of things.

TRIGGER WARNING

So, you seem to think tumblr is dying, and that iPhones are sucking life from the world. Going out and being active is not what defines living, any dictionary can tell you that being alive is not whether a person chooses to be inside or outside, social or not, or whether they play sports or not. Life is what you make of it.

People can find happiness and acceptance on the internet. In a world that is full of negativity towards someone’s race, gender or sexuality, in a world that still considers mental illness as just phases or something people will get over. There are people on tumblr, facebook, twitter, and so on that share your views, have similar experiences as you, and can be a person to connect to and tell you that you are not alone.

When I was sixteen, I had no friends at my school, I did not have a very happy home life, and some days all I would do was stay up all night and cry, because back then I did not have the internet. When I got it, my life improved drastically. I formed strong friendships with people in America, England, Canada, etc, I met my boyfriend online, I contacted family members I had not spoken to in years. My confidence improved, I knew that there were people that liked me no matter who I was.

Nerds before the internet, you of course mean intelligent, articulate people who spent their time focusing on a single thing they wanted to strive towards in their basements or small New York style apartments. They still exist, these “nerds,” but now with the internet they can share and share-alike, expand into newer fields, discover things they never knew and work on collaborative things.

Rebecca Sugar, you may know her, well if it wasn’t for the internet you might have never known her, or the work that she has done, and the career that has formed as a result.

How about the social injustice in Turkey? The support for women’s rights? The public cry for same sex marriage? The children that go missing? The men and women who commit horrible crimes? If it wasn’t for technological advances, and the expansion of the internet, events like Hurricane Sandy or the Boston bombings would not have got the support or coverage that they did; associated charities and well wishes would have largely remained localised.

And you think that being on the internet is not living? When so much love and acceptance is alive? In a world where people would rather hide their feelings and drown them in drunken hazes of late night parties, you would demean the internet and say that it isn’t living?

When some people may sit in the bathroom at 3am in the morning sobbing, holding a bottle of pills, you would say the internet offers no place of shelter, no place to turn to for help with the amount of information out there? 

When people who perhaps cannot experience these things or who perhaps cannot have meaningful conversations with people for fear of ridicule and shame, can do so in a safe and caring environment with friends they may have long after they have logged off, you say its killing them?

I don’t think the internet is killing people, or that we are dying because we are using it. I do however think it was extremely hypocritical of you to use the internet and a social media website to put forward a message that says that the internet doesn’t really have any place in life.

And those are my thoughts.

‘Bolded’ my favorite line from the last response. I was going to reblog this and make my own reply to it but these folks have already said most of what I wanted to.

I have been lucky enough to have friends in real life, and friends on the internet. I have known people who only have friends that they can hang out with in person, and I have known people whose only other friends live hundreds (or thousands) of miles away and who need the internet to connect with them (and, yes, to meet them in the first place).

My girlfriend lives hundreds of miles away. I’ve never known anyone who made me feel as good, as happy, as loved and optimistic about life and the future, as she does. I get really angry when family members or other people complain about how kids these days don’t know how to make a phone call, or that kids these days rely on texting and smartphones too much. The days when we both have time and aren’t too tired to actually call each other on the phone and hear each other’s voices, those are some of my favorite days. Other days, I get excited every time I hear a text message notification on my phone because I know nine times out of ten, it’s her.

We look forward to living together eventually, and to sharing some of these “life-defining” experiences described in the original post above. In the meantime, I don’t think it is fair or accurate to say that we aren’t living, or that we aren’t truly connected, just because most of our contact is through e-mail, instant-messaging, and texting. Life is what you make of it. And we make the best we can.

Just as people in different cultures around the world value different thoughts and experiences above others, people with different personalities all over the world have their own ways of enjoying life. Don’t try to define someone else’s existence by what you would like your own to be.

dollyfarton:

ineedmasculism:

lundsdotter:

The strongest ‘pound for pound’ muscle is the uterus: it weighs around 2 pounds but during childbirth can exert a downward force of 400 Newtons, which is one hundred times as strong as gravity and equivalent to the power in a fully extended modern longbow. 

I need masculism because I am afraid.

you should be

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