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jt1674 · 6 months
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markroome · 1 year
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Everytime I put my adjustable (standing) desk up or down I like to think it’s saying WHEEEEEEEEE the whole time
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chill-hleb · 9 months
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sparks from the fire fly up to the stars and hide among them to the sound of a guitar
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gustedesign · 1 year
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Stay curious.
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kerneldecoy · 1 year
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That new game that's Dead Space but not
I saw a lot of similar sentiments to mine and it made me think. A lot of Callisto Protocol's problems are, unfortunately, because of Dead Space. Not that it's being remade, but because the original was made first at all.
Dead Space released in 2011. We had a little over 10 years of games like these, both in the series and outside, as well as many many titles in the larger genre of survival horror. I think a lot of people, me included, are tired of shooting lumpy screaming guys in a dark corridor.
Other series had a time to move on. Even remakes like Resi 2 and 4 pushed themselves beyond, tried to do something interesting. Its actually a perfect time for the remake of resi 4, it mirrors exactly the climate in which the original released. Even tho its the same game, they are taking us back outside, to something interesting and cool and colorful. We are tired of being all gritty and dirty and dark and serious, lets do something fun now.
Callisto doesn't have any of that. It feels like the guys who made Dead Space didn't go outside since, haven't played anything between. We have had 10 years of shooting lumpy guys in dark corridors, and they have just that, but the guys are a little lumpier and louder, and the corridors a little darker.
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i don't care too much for fall but it's raining outside rn and it's so calming. early fall rains are so pretty ❤️
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w-i-m-m · 2 years
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riiza · 2 months
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Smh.....I don't know what to do anymore. Getting rejections is mentally exhausting. Am I the only one feeling so shitty and losing hope in this society?? Makes me think why I even started.
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oliviainwndrland · 2 months
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I fall into the loop of what ifs
It's never ending
It's dreading
Sometimes it's best to let go and fall
Sometimes I try to hold onto the better part of life ..
The better part maybe a thread of hope I harbored when I was little
But it helps me keep my self in the kettle ..
I burn when it whistles
I flow when it tilts ..
Life didn't do me any good ..
Every day I wonder if it would be better to let go
If falling into the loop of the wrong doings will do me more good
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lightpost · 4 months
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May earth be my playground in 2024, May the skies come alive because of my energy, May live with all my heart and soul. Peace came in 2023, 2024 is a time of great unbreakable love. I'm going to shake the center of the universe, starting here..
You gave me an out of body experience with your voice!
LET ME SAY THAT AGAIN
YOU GAVE ME AN OUT OF BODY EXPERIENCE WITH YOUR VOICE! MEANING YOU TOOK MY SOUL AND TOOK IT OUT OF BODY I FUCKING SHOULD'VE RAN AFTER YOU THAT NIGHT (12-9-2012, SUNDAY NIGHT)
YOUR VOICE HIT MY SOUL LIKE A SHOCK
SHOCKWAVE
LIKE A LIGHT EXPLODING OR A HUGE POP IN THE CIRCUIT
AN OUT OF BODY MOVEMENT, I WAS NOTHING BUT ENERGY, NOTHING BUT SOUL
DO YOU KNOW WHAT THAT DOES TO A PERSON? DO YOU?
HAVING THAT MAJOR OF A SPIRITUAL MOVEMENT WITHOUT DRUGS CAUSE i WAS AT WORK FOLDING TOWELS ON FITNESS FLOOR
NOW MY SOUL IS FREAKING OUT 11 YEARS LATER
STILL
TO THIS DAY I'VE NEVER LOVED OR WANTED ANYONE HARDER ENOUGH
FOR FUCK SAKE 11 YEARS AND THAT MOMENT WAS SOMETHING MY SOUL CAN'T LET GO OF
THE REASON I LIVE THE REASON I STILL HAVE A ANOHOR HERE
THAT IS A HUGE EVEN WANTED? NO QUESTIONS ASKED RIP THE HEART AND MIND INTO PIECES, WHAT HAPPENED UNIVERSE? WHY THE FUCK DID YOU DO THAT TO ME? i WASN'T EXPECTING THAT TO HAPPEN LET ALONE KNOW
IT MESSED WITH MY HEART MY MIND MY SOUL
WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?
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khushboo28 · 5 months
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Holding on and letting go, we stand nowhere.
We are bothered by things which is merely under our control. We push our boundaries of hopelessness to such an extreme that everything and everyone stop making sense. Getting old is not a pain but a pause in the thought process. The need of belonging is a falsehood. Between 'holding on' and 'letting go we stand nowhere.
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the-pouringrain · 5 months
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My opinion is that  fluorescent adolescent- arctic monkeys. Is such an underrated song, like omg the lyrics and the beats and just the meaning behind it, it’s just to good to be so underrated.
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chill-hleb · 7 months
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Why do I feel sad when I think about good things
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underthetree845 · 5 months
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When a man has good reflexes >>>>>> (⸝⸝⸝• v •⸝⸝⸝) ♡
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jammin-media-medium · 5 months
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A transy throught I've had for year,
If I could wish everybody was born their wanted gender would I ?
After lots of thinking, the answers I came to was no .
While a lot of people would be happier, myself included . the world itself would be a worse place for everyone.
It would be a transphobes paradise. Everyone would be cis, no one having cool introspection about gender, or weird gender euphoria moments.
It's sucks to live in a world this hurtful, and we can make it better. But it will never be perfect.
So second best opinion the world's a better place with lil gender goblins running around, making the world a cooler, gayer, sexyier place.
It is worth some of the pain and discomfort
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ryuzas · 6 months
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No crepúsculo da vida, a melancolia me envolve,
Saudade e arrependimento, tristezas que resolvem.
O passado se despede, como um suspiro final,
No silêncio da noite, perco-me em meu penar.
As sombras do ontem, tão escuras e frias,
Refletem a jornada, cheia de angústias e agonias.
Mas na despedida do sol, vejo uma última luz,
A promessa de um amanhã, onde o coração seduz.
O tempo é implacável, mas a esperança persiste,
Nas lágrimas da melancolia, um adeus triste.
Que a saudade e o arrependimento, no fim se desfaçam,
E o futuro nos brinde com a alegria que abraçam.
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