hamham central

what the hell man

hello tumblr user. in front of you stands a confident and outspoken character. your challenge today & forever is to consider the possibility they may simply have self-confidence and are not just faking to secretly cover up massive insecurities. good luck

"the average fandom person cannot imagine a truly confident person" is a working theory I came up with years ago and every single day on this website my conclusion has proved more & more correct

coming out swinging a year later to say that everyone saying that they do this because "insecure characters have more inherent depth than confident ones" is experiencing what is known as a Skill Issue. get a grip and figure out that there's approximately one million forms of depth and conflict you can write a character experiencing other than generalized fanfictionized Insecurity

loving this asinine comment. just in case anyone needed the whole concept laid out for them

On the subject about parents needing to control their child's reading and invade their privacy in order to "protect" them from "inappropriate material:

Until I was in....college? At least? The vast, vast majority of the books I read were either a) assigned by my school or b) (the vast majority of my reading) provided to me by my mother.

My mom is a librarian. She filled our rooms with books, picked especially for us. She pointed out books on the shelves in our home library (separate from our bedroom shelves) that she thought we would like. She bought us books for birthdays, Christmas, and just stacks of recommendations. She once paid me $10 to read one of the Cirque Du Freak books because she said I needed "to be exposed to bad literature."

She respected my privacy in room, didn't go through my belongings. She explicitly pointed out to us that she wouldn't know if we took a particular book of the shelf, as long as we returned it, if we didn't want her to know we were reading it. She purposely brought us books that she didn't care for herself, because she thought we might find them valuable or enjoyable.

And if we wanted to read something she thought might upset or disturb us, she would explain why. She wouldn't stop us from reading it - just ask us to check in with her, to talk through it.

And so when I read something that upset or disturbed me, I would go to her. She would listen and talk through it with me.

If she said she didn't think I would like something, or that a book might disturb me, or that she thought I should wait until I was older, I listened to her.

She didn't need restrictions or control to protect me. Because she proved I could trust her.

Controlling kids is never about "protecting" them. It's just about control.

Laughing at this again today. My piece of shit wuppyog?!

Yeah i feel a little poisoned But i keep on rocking

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sometimes i get home from an event with my family and i just have to sit in my car for a second & read that one sarah schulman quote on familial homophobia

taps the sign.

jacking off without lubricant of ant kind " Freestyling"

my idea

my fucking lamp exploded??!?!?

It wasn’t even turned on. It was turned off and I went to move it and plug it back in and there was a big cracking noise and a flash and a puff of black smoke

At first I thought it blew the bulb but no, it was the lamp itself

ALT

Once I made sure it was all unplugged and there was no charge I checked that little gap in the cord and???

ALT

Bastard blew his dick clean off

Also I have no idea if this is related but my microwave is dead now too apparently

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Which is kinda fine cause my brother gifted me a microwave for Christmas two years ago and it’s just been sitting in a box in my closet so

I’m glad one of us gets to be happy