"Why do you care so much about accidentally leaving people out?" Because I've had friend groups where they were the planets and I was their Pluto.
I've had friend groups where our dynamics revolved around a Sun, with everyone vying for their attention if only to bask in their light for a mere moment. Where our thinly strung bonds collapsed the second our Sun left.
I've had friend groups where they bonded as Saturn's rings, finding solace in their shared shortcomings while isolating those more talented than them.
But I've also had friend groups where we bond as Neptune and Uranus—so similar we could be known as twins. Friend groups like Venus and Earth: so awfully different, yet it was those differences that kept us together.
And I would rather create a social system like the latter than the former.
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I spent the rest of the day making distractions. Cleaning the pantry, washing my clothes, organizing the shoe rack, mopping the floors, buying things I don’t need off of Amazon, watching mindless movies… going thru the junk mail even. And now I sit here after staying up so late, and your memory still caught me. Still found me in my one moment of relaxation. Still made me realize how much lighter and brighter to me the world felt, how much easier it was to laugh when you were rotating on the same earth with me and not flying amongst the stars.
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Also i have to say. I had my shit rocked by the total eclipse and when it "ended" (when the sun started to show again...) all my friends started packing up and i was like... its only halfway over? I had my shirt off because i wanted to feel the temperature difference i was like this is too early to leave -_-
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He fell asleep waiting for his girlfriend to get home, he meant to greet her at the door but consider, he was sleepy cozy-
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Viri: sometimes I see a beautiful woman and nearly pass out from her radiance.
Loid: Can't relate but good for you, have you checked your head for concussions?
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If I see one more post like “some disabled people make art with EXTREME DIFFICULTY so suggesting that it might be nice if computers made that less difficult is ABLEIST!!” I will scream. The issue is with consent to use the art. If we paid artists to make their work available for tools to make art manipulation and transformation less difficult and more accessible for people that would be fucking great. Maybe people shouldn’t have to learn to paint with their little toe.
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@knifvd said: LONG , body con dress sits mostly DONE on sage's form : hem kisses the ground , most nearly pooling at her ankles . sleeveless , leaving room for bracelets to shine under lineoleum LIGHTS of common room , the dark red DRESS compliments her form well , a LONGER cut running up the side , with a DAINTY gold necklace lingering around her neck . looks almost UNCOMFORTABLE , features flushed as she approaches the other one in charge of coming UNDERCOVER with her . ❛ could you zip the back of my dress , yoru ? i would not ask if i did not need it , but --- i do … um , ❜ turns to show yoru her BACK : only exposed by the low cut of the DRESS where zipper finds itself just above the small of her BACK , pulls her LONG hair to side to reveal it . ❛ please , yoru , if you could … ❜ [ from the flirty inbox meme , sage -> yoru ] !
The cuffs of his shirt are adjusted slightly along with its collar, paying no mind to the tie left abandoned in favor of unbuttoning some of his dress shirts suffocating restrictions. Jacket now thrown over top he makes an effort to at least button half of that and run a hand through styled hair, now especially cared for with their special evening. Dressing up wasn't something he could say he did often, hence how uncomfortable this attire felt to him despite the gravity of the mission's importance. His complaints were minor and even then still followed by his compliance despite the obvious inconvenience it left him with.
Her voice cuts through thoughts of frustration, greeted with a sight he can't say he was particularly opposed to. A smirk suddenly makes itself at home hearing her request and fingers reach for the zipper dangling innocently at the small of her back. "What a shame this dress is wasted for this," he utters, doing as he's asked and zipping the dress with a quick motion, leaning in ever so slightly to let warm breath caress her ear, sporting a quiet tone. "I would have rather taken it off of you later."
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I realized I was reading my solar return chart wrong this entire time. Last year I was being put through the wringer and I legitimately thought I was losing my mind. I misread my 12th house stellium was going to be this year and got scared that life could get worse. Funnily enough right around my birthday I could feel a weight lifting off me, I’m now moving physically, spiritually, and emotionally out of horrible situations I thought I was born in that just got more aggressive last year. I learned yesterday that I was reading my chart wrong so even without the placebo effect thinking I was under the 12th house influence I could feel things shift.
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