This may sound weird, and awkward, and crazy but I dreamt about you last night. Not really dreamt about you but you were there in my dreams and it was hilarious 'cause all I could remember was that I was going to watch a gig of UDD with you, and we were inside a van and we were cuddling, which was totally weird and off because 1. Though I'm a lesbian I have a girlfriend and 2. We don't even know each other and I just happened to stumble over a few of your covers on Youtube. Okay, bye. Lol
This is probably the weirdest/funniest ask/message I’ve gotten on tumblr.
Kidding aside, I’ve dreamt of similar things involving random people I’ve casually watched online. It’s weird, yeah? But hey, at least now you know you’re not alone.
Say, it’s a lazy afternoon and the best thing to do is to troll on your tumblr dashboard. But you hate your mouse or your mouse pad, using it feels like too out of reach and overly tasking (like my last relationsip). it’s a lazy afternoon after all.
So here are 9 Tumblr Shortcut keys to give you comfort.
Shortcut Keys for Scrolling through your Dashboard:
Keys J, K, L and N come very handy. Hit J for next post, K for previous post,L to like a post and N to show post’s notes in a pop up window.
Note: You might want to enable endless scrolling: Unders Dashboard Settings, tick Enable endless scrolling and save.
Quickly compose a new post from anywhere on your Dashboard
You just spent ample amount of time scrolling and remembered you have a cat photo to upload and share to your followers. You don’t need to open a new window or scroll all the way to top. Buy some time and extra effort with key combo Z + C and a neat pop up post icons will appear. Kepp holding Z and press C repeatedly to highlight whichever post type you want then hit enter.
Note: Option + Z for Mac
Quickly reblog a post
You can quickly reblog a post without even using your mouse or mousepad. Just hit Shift + R.
Note: Nor working? Worry not mate, make sure you are on the right post by pressing J or K.
Growing up, I thought coming out of the closet was gonna be the hardest thing I’d have to do. I wish someone would’ve told me earlier that, no, it’s not coming out that’s difficult, it’s staying out.
When you tell someone a secret, how do you expect them to react? Fear of judgment aside, you hope for the best and for that person to race towards you, arms wide open, and say “it’s okay, I understand”. Once the cat’s out of the bag, everything’s supposed to be better - a weight is lifted off your shoulders and the world’s a better place for you to live in, right?
There were times I wished I never came out at all. Dealing with all the questions, judging looks, and hurtful comments really takes its toll on you. Yes, you learn to brush off the vulgar remarks, but there will always be that one statement that lingers longer than it should. It festers within you, builds an army of other irrational thoughts and fears, waiting for the right moment to bring you to your knees.
These ego-breaking time bombs usually come from the most innocent conversations. Questions as simple as “why exactly are you gay?” and statements like “but you don’t look gay, so you can’t really be gay” are enough to throw anyone with too much time on their hands into a black hole of self-doubt. To this day, I still cower at the sight of lesbian barkadas who travel in packs. I’ve told my friends this and they’ve all done the head-tilt + “BUT YOU’RE GAY” reaction like they’ve choreographed it beforehand and practiced it a million times. The length of my hair and other external factors have also sparked arguments regarding the realness of my sexuality. Apparently, my hair’s too long for a butch’s haircut. The fact that I choose not to bind my breasts come off to people as me not embracing my lesbian-ness.
I’m starting to ramble, but what I’m trying to say is that your comfort zone lies within you. Don’t depend on anyone or anything for it. Knowing who you are, knowing what you stand for, already puts you in a better, happier place than most people.
Dear reader, if you’re still in the closet and you’re planning to come out, know this - coming out isn’t even half the battle. When you make that decision of finally growing and stepping into your own skin, that’s when the real stuff happens. When you come out of the closet, you’re basically going to war without any armour on. And you’re doing this willingly. You won’t always get the reaction you want from your peers, your family, or from strangers you cross paths with. Not everyone is going to smile and praise you for your bravery. Even the people you consider to be close to you will harm you in some way. They won’t do it intentionally, but it will happen. You’ll have some half-hearted “good for you’s” and insincere “I’m glad your happy’s”. Then there are those people who tell you they understand you completely, but still make it a point to address your sexuality as “wrong” or unnatural. As much as you want to avoid them, they’re always gonna be there. What’s important is that you understand that they’re just as different from you as you are from them. Though their views and beliefs might not parallel yours, you have to respect them. Try asking them out for coffee and maybe you can discuss your differences more and come to a better understanding of how the other works.
So quit postponing it and come out already! Don’t worry about what comes next. What’s important is that you get the closet out of the way. Make sure you step out in style, too. It never hurts to come out in style. Kidding aside, there will always be at least one or two people who will help you get through any obstacles the universe will lay out in front of you. Think of these obstacles as the machines in your local gym. Think of your pals as your gym buddies. They’ll be there to support you, but you can’t really get in shape if you don’t push yourself to get in shape (I’m in shape. Circle is a shape). Like I said, you can’t really depend on anyone for anything you’re supposed to be doing for yourself. But hey, a little help won’t hurt.
After an intense workout, reward your gym buddies with yogurt. They’ll love you for it.
If you want equality, spread equality, even to those who won’t give it to you. Spread it thick and evenly like it’s Nutella and the world is your bread. Finish the damn jar and enjoy your Nutella-covered breadworld of goodness.
I noticed I keep falling in love with strangers (usually in coffee shops), so I wrote a song about it.
And not just the "oh my goodness, you’re so attractive I want to touch your face" kind of falling, but the “holy shit you yes you damn we could totally be together I could totally marry you omg will you please marry me right now omg let me marry you we can move to Canada and start a family I will raise our kids the best way I can omg just let me love you LET ME LOVE YOU OR I’LL DIE" kind. Yes, I’m a creep.
And since I can’t think of what title to give this song, I’ve temporarily named it “I saw you in a coffee shop & I wanted to talk to you but I didn’t have the guts to, so…”
This is an old unfinished original I’ve decided to revive. Currently working on the arrangement, so this is all I’m posting until then.
Just a quick update because. Tumblr. Tumbling. Tumbleweeds. Tumbthumpitytumb.
I’ve only had an hour of sleep within the past 24 hours and I spent it on the floor of an office room.
The end of 2012 and the start of 2013 have been pretty music-heavy. I released my first EP entitled "Crash Test EP" (download here), followed by the album "Swimming Through The Static" (d-to-the-load here), and now I’m working on a third albumcompilationthing. I’d tell you what it’s called, but that’ll just ruin everything. Mehehehe. Hehe. Hehe. But maybe I’ll cave and spill the beans into a pot. And maybe we can make coffee together and enjoy each other’s company. And then maybe we can be best friends 8evr (that’s twice of 4evr!!!).
Apart from my own projects, I’ve collaborated with other artists for their own albums and musical endeavors.
I’m trying to exhaust myself everyday, pouring every bit of me into everything. Because of this, I haven’t had the time to post anything of quality on this here bloggityblog. Well, except for the videos I’ll be posting soon. A few friends of mine agreed to do a weekly house-crash jam sesh. Hopefully we’ll stick to our word and meet up regularly.
We’ll see how everything goes. We’ll see how dead or alive I’ll be by the end of the year. I can already feel my future self resenting my now-present self for taking youth for granted.
You gotta wring yourself dry for the things you love. Give it everything you got until there’s none of you left and you’ve completely exhausted yourself in your craft. Pursue passionately!