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imnothingbutpoetry · 3 months
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This is Money Snake. She only appears every 312 years. 
If you reblog her picture within the next twenty-five seconds you will have good luck and fortune for the rest of your life. 
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imnothingbutpoetry · 4 months
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Sweating crying throwing up trying not to drink the melted wax from a candle
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imnothingbutpoetry · 4 months
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Happy new year people!!!
Hope this year is full of amazing things and you accomplish everything you wanted!
I started this year nearly choking on twelve grapes but anything for the tradition (and I wasn't able to finish them but it is what it is).
Well, have a wonderful year everyone!!
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I wish you a happy new year 2024!!!
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imnothingbutpoetry · 5 months
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Finally 18...
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imnothingbutpoetry · 6 months
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Can porn bots stop messaging me please??
I don't care how much you beg, I won't be speaking with you Hortensia
God lord
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imnothingbutpoetry · 8 months
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Okay I don't even know how this happened but... Tomorrow it's my first day of college.
Well, not technically, it's just voluntary maths extra classes before the curse starts but are at the college for the degree so, yeah.
And technically we are at midnight, so I start today???
I don't even know how last week was literally june when I was applying for the degree I wanted and next Monday I'm going to start START university. Like next week for real, not anymore extra classes.
And I'm so nervous and excited and anxious and my mini-period has come because whenever I'm abnormally nervous my periods comes and I literally feel like I can't breathe.
I know nobody gives a fuck about my life here but it's so surreal how I got a super high grade and I entered the degree I wanted and next week I'm going to start it.
I don't know how college is going to be. I'm so worried about making friends because I have never been on the lucky side, and I'm so worried about not liking my degree.
I have been nearly all these year thinking what should I choose, and I felt so confident about my choice. But after some fatherly pressure and my own paranoia I don't know anything now. What if I don't like it? What if it's not what I expected? I'm so worried. But at the same time I want it to be the degree of my dreams and enjoy every second of it.
I don't want to fail myself by not liking it, because even though lots of people tells you that it's not the end of the world if you change opinions, it really feels like it.
But when though after all of this, at the same time it feels like I was born to do that degree. It's exciting and I want to love it and I really want to learn and after pondering every single option it looked as if the degree was made just for me.
And that's why I'm so scared of not liking it.
If this isn't for me, then what would be?
But I don't want to start with negative thoughts all over, so I'm going to try to be positive (even though I'm an anxious mess).
I'm writing this so I can look back and now that I made all the rights choices, and that this degree is going to be best college experience of my life, loving every single second of it.
Wish me luck!
A new adventure is just about to begin.
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imnothingbutpoetry · 8 months
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Saw a jellyfish the size of my head at the beach this morning
Never swam faster in my life before
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imnothingbutpoetry · 9 months
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The world is so fucking small
I'm actually on summer holidays, visiting a small Netherlands town and just when I'm getting out of it I hear a hello in my language
When I tell you that in front of me is the accountant of my high school with her husband and kids
Bro
Like she had been teaching some economy when the teacher couldn't and also was with us when we had to do some economy contests and all
And now at six of the afternoon I found her in a small Netherlands town, more than 1.500 km from home, exactly the same week, day and time as she decided to visit this place as me
The world is so fucking small
And I fucking love it
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imnothingbutpoetry · 9 months
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Okay so today happened something very weird to me and I still don't know how to feel but I needed to put this somewhere because oh my god.
So today after watching the absolute masterpiece that is Barbie with my friends we went to McDonald's to eat, but it was full, so we had to go to Burger King (never go there unless strictly necessary, McDonald's is betteeer).
Well, so we got our food and sat outside because it's Spain and summer nights are hot as hell.
After sometime, on the table in front of us a group of guys sit, and since that moment I just can feel the eyes of one of them on me all the time.
When I say all the time is all the time, literally I just looked in front of me and he was looking at me.
Total, some time passes by, and the one looking at me gets up and I think he is going somewhere right, because even though I could feel his eyes on me I know I am a little bit paranoid so maybe he wasn't looking at me or he was looking at my friends or he just wasn't looking.
Buuut, but, he goes to a seat in front of me that wasn't occupied at the moment and goes, is this seat taken? And I and my friends 👀👀👀👀
So he sits there and asks me where am I from in English, and when I look around a bit he says yeah you. And then asks me if I'm from here (Spain) and if I speak Spanish (he was obviously a tourist). Then he asks me if I speak french and when I do a small gesture with my hand indicating more or less he says something in french as in "oh a little".
Then he stops beating around the bush and asks me if I got a boyfriend.
Listen, listen
The face of that guy when I tell him I'm seventeen
Listen
He goes
Oh
And I said seventeen and I even signaled it with my hands in case he didn't know the number in English
So he just goes to his friends and half yells something at his friends.
After that he went away, but not before giving me a smile first.
Well that was it.
It's just I don't know exactly how to feel, because he was cute as fuck but he looked like he was in his early 20s, I was out with my friends, that was super awkward, and I am seventeen, four months ago from my 18th birthday soooo.
I just don't know how to feel, because after I told him my age I couldn't help but with my friends laugh a little because I'm one of those people that when they get nervous they laugh.
And it was all so sudden that I didn't know how to react.
But also, the guy was quite polite I must say, he wasn't rude with anyone and when he was looking I could tell he wasn't being a pervert, he was just... Looking a little bit too noticeable.
And also when I told him I was seventeen he made quite a face but not a rude one, he just seemed genuinely surprised and gave me a small awkward smile.
Well I'm sorry for the long rant, I just needed to share this experience because this has been the first time that this happens to me, and well, I just wanted to share this because oh my god truly, I never expected that to happen to me never ever in my life.
Sooooo,
Bye for now!
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imnothingbutpoetry · 9 months
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Just watched Barbie this afternoon
A fucking ✨ masterpiece ✨
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imnothingbutpoetry · 9 months
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i know everyone likes to know mystical stuff related to your birthday so did you know that you have assigned tarot cards as birth cards/arcana based upon when you were born
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imnothingbutpoetry · 11 months
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Update:
Now it's three eleven am, today I have just finished all my exams and had my high school graduation. I am free, which is weird all the time. From one had I feel good, but in the other I will miss it, even lots of the teachers and people.
In three days I had eight and hour and a half exams and I just finished school. I'm still assimilating it.
I just can't fathom that I won't see the friends I made in these two last year's as much as I did in school because it's summer, or the people that I talked only a little with but that were nice. I will also remember all the teachers, which were amazing truly.
Even though there are lots of bad memories and I felt so alone almost all of the time, finishing school leaves me with a bittersweet taste: I will miss it but at the same time I want to move on and do new things, make some new friends and discover who am I, because I need to grow up more as a person.
This two last year's I grew up so much, but I also stepped back some times. I need to find myself.
Now I just need to wait two weeks until the results of the exams are posted, but I don't know if I will be able to enter the college I want. Some exams ere amazingly good, but I completely did some fails on some of them, so I need to get a Suñer high note in the rest to be able to enter. I hope so.
Well, this rant has ended, I just needed to tell someone this.
I just can't believe that these two last year's of high school are over.
Now, I will see you at college (hopefully).
See ya another time
Tomorrow I will start my college entrance exams, or well, my countries exams to know if I will be able to go to the college I want to.
During these two last year's I have been preparing along my peers and thousands of kids for these exams: I'm nervous but also strangely calm.
I also feel that everyone around me is ten times more nervous than me, and some of my classmates (who also get good grades) don't stop saying things about the exams which makes me more nervous.
I feel prepared but also the uncertainty is killing me. Studying for hours nearly every single day has put enormous expectations on my back, and I still have to think about seconds and thirds and up to eight options if when I receive the notes I don't enter in my first option. Also, everyone having such large expectations from me is killing me a little bit, but we can.
I don't know the process of entering university in other countries, but in my it counts a 60% the grade of these two voluntary last high school years, and a 40% of these exams up to 14 points.
I have a good grade in school, but I'm still nervous because there is a possibility that I may not enter.
But let's be positive.
Now I only have to suffer three more days and nine exams to go, and everything will end, or well, until I get the results two weeks latter.
Until then, just let's hope stress doesn't kill me (which is very probable) and let's manifest good grades!
Whish me luck!!!
(little rant, don't take this into account, just wanted to say something about it)
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imnothingbutpoetry · 11 months
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Tomorrow I will start my college entrance exams, or well, my countries exams to know if I will be able to go to the college I want to.
During these two last year's I have been preparing along my peers and thousands of kids for these exams: I'm nervous but also strangely calm.
I also feel that everyone around me is ten times more nervous than me, and some of my classmates (who also get good grades) don't stop saying things about the exams which makes me more nervous.
I feel prepared but also the uncertainty is killing me. Studying for hours nearly every single day has put enormous expectations on my back, and I still have to think about seconds and thirds and up to eight options if when I receive the notes I don't enter in my first option. Also, everyone having such large expectations from me is killing me a little bit, but we can.
I don't know the process of entering university in other countries, but in my it counts a 60% the grade of these two voluntary last high school years, and a 40% of these exams up to 14 points.
I have a good grade in school, but I'm still nervous because there is a possibility that I may not enter.
But let's be positive.
Now I only have to suffer three more days and nine exams to go, and everything will end, or well, until I get the results two weeks latter.
Until then, just let's hope stress doesn't kill me (which is very probable) and let's manifest good grades!
Whish me luck!!!
(little rant, don't take this into account, just wanted to say something about it)
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imnothingbutpoetry · 1 year
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Screaming, crying and throwing up because I missed Eurovision.
*Sad sigh*
For the first time in five six years I'm going to miss Eurovision because of a compromise...
I feel a hole in my chest
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imnothingbutpoetry · 1 year
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Reblogging happiness gotta be my favorite reblog forms
The person I reblogged this from deserves to be happy.
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imnothingbutpoetry · 1 year
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I feel as if I'm failing as an european
For the first time in five six years I'm going to miss Eurovision because of a compromise...
I feel a hole in my chest
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imnothingbutpoetry · 1 year
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For the first time in five six years I'm going to miss Eurovision because of a compromise...
I feel a hole in my chest
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