ppl are so annoying “you can’t paint ur bedroom pink you’re an adult” i did not spend my entire life waiting to grow up and control my life to paint my bedroom beige
I had a sales woman in furniture store try and tell me not to buy a hot bubblegum pink loveseat because she wanted me to “think about the future”
Bitch, I am thinking about the future. I already got a hot bubblegum pink couch at home and now I need a loveseat to go with it.
when I first bought my house, I announced my decision to paint my bedroom purple. I had wanted a purple bedroom for thirty damn years, you fucking bet I was gonna have one now. My friends decided, for some reason, that I meant what one of them referred to as “14 year old girl purple” (through what’s wrong with the colors a 14 year old girl chooses, I don’t know, even if they’re not what I want as an adult). They didn’t believe me until they saw the color on the actual wall, even thought they helped me pick out paints. My mother, meanwhile, decided to get worried that if I painted my bedroom a “dark purple”, it would be “depressing”. As if, with an entire house to live in, I would spend all my time in the bedroom, which I wanted to be dark because I would be sleeping in there. In the damn dark.
I had like one, maybe two friends who were all like FUCK YEAH YOU PAINT IT WHATEVER COLOR YOU WANT, PURPLE BEDROOMS ARE AWESOME.
But when they actualy saw the finished bedroom, every single one of them was like, “Oh yeah, that’s really pretty.” (Well, the ones who supported me from the beginning were more like WOOHOO.)
And the moral of the story is: Fuck ‘em, please yourself. Either they’ll come around, or you can safely ignore every question of taste they opine about for the rest of time.
This applies to other adulting activities, too. When I was a kid, I decided that I wanted to have a wedding cake made of doughnuts. When I got older, I figured that I would be “mature” about it and get a traditional cake, which the older adults approved of. Now that I’m 25 and facing the possibility of actual marriage in the near future, I’m just like “marriage is a social construct but it comes with tax & insurance benefits, so just give me that goddamn doughnut cake.” If they don’t like it then they don’t have to come to my wedding.
I would like you all to view my office. I’m thirty and my rainbow room is awesome, people can fight me
I’m thirty and my first big furniture purchase was a custom coffin shaped coffee table that opens up and is lined with purple crushed velvet. I would have loved it at 13 and I love it now. Growing up doesn’t mean you have to abandon what makes you happy.
GROWING UP DOESN’T MEAN YOU HAVE TO ABANDON WHAT MAKES YOU HAPPY.
when my brother was in kindergarten my mom HATED him shortening his name to Chris instead of Christopher and told him he wasn’t allowed to do it. but “Christopher” is a really hard name for a kindergartner to spell.
so when parent-teacher conferences rolled around the teacher was like “Yeah, he’s doing alright but you might want to talk to him about practicing spelling his name. Maybe shorten it to “Chris””
And then she pulled out a pile of his work and my dad started laughing so hard that he had to leave the room because my brother had signed his name as CHRIST on every single one in giant kindergartner handwriting
i mean… that is the origin of the name. its not inaccurate
fun elder scrolls facts: the reason there’s no children NPCs in oblivion is because if the npc scale is set to child-size they drown themselves if they path through water to fight a mudcrab as oblivion NPCs love to do
On one hand it is difficult to raise a family when 99% of children die in mudcrab-related incidents, but on the other hand every person who survives to adulthood is an excellent swimmer and can rip a mudcrap apart with their bare hands.
do you think the fact that all the adults are adept at mudcrab fighting might be the reason children die fighting mudcrabs? like they wanna do what all the grown ups do so they go out and try and die
