the end of the world
i used to think that the world would end with a bang—
a nuclear explosion when we least expect it
a glorious crash and in an instant—quiet
a collective destruction
if the doom and gloom were particularly strong that day
i’d think to myself silently, is it today?
waking up at 6 a.m. to a gray sky, all encompassing
and feeling vibrations shake my home—is it today?
but it was only thunder this time
the clouds saying “gotcha”
i was naive
i know now—hold for the grief—that the world will end in a hush
one heavy-handed blow after another
the sea will rise and swallow us but not overnight
no
the angry volcanoes will have their revenge
the hurricanes will show off their god-like strength
and the floods will sweep us away like we were nothing
fire will rage through the places where our children grew
and leave emptiness in their wake
the power of it all. do you think about it?
and we have the audacity to ignore our precious mortality
like we and the earth are separate entities, somehow
the ocean moans and i hurt with her
it will be a slow killing
a stab at our ego
like a mockery—our planet getting back at us
the ultimate purge
that a human would end it all—this whole thing—what a human thing to think
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kakashi hatake ⋆ naruto
⋆ drabbles
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cherry pop no jutsu (nsfw): pt. 1 → pt. 2 → pt. 3 (fin)
happy birthday (9.15.21) (nsfw)
scent (nsfw)
⋆ headcanons
nsfw alphabet: kakashi hatake edition
nsfw d, f, k
last updated: 7.30.22
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Hotel room stretching and yoga to start my morning. My hotel had a very small fitness center with a few weights but I decided to pass today due to some neck and upper back pain. My body was sending me some strong signals that lifting was not in my best interest today so I listened and did 40min of stretching and it helped loosen me up and reduce a lot of the pain I woke up with. I’ve learned from too many injuries that pushing through the pain is not usually the best idea especially when you’re older.
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H&M Leather Chunky Boots
— SOLDOUT
— Retails £90
Eleanor via her IG story • 9.15.2021
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Krimson Queen Hoya as arrived after going through hell to get her from USPS. She's thirsty but she will bounce back.
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Harry en St. Louis - Septiembre 15, 2021
Conjunto Gucci personalizado.
Para su show en Missouri utilizó una camisa metálica naranja, de el mismo estilo que la que usó en Dallas, sus pantalones anchos y de cintura alta fueron en color naranja también con tirantes a juego y las mismas botas crema del show de Vegas.
📸: sashasmidget.
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Happy Dimple Day to my best friend. It’s days like today where I go to Trader Joe’s and get as much pumpkin spice whatever as I can that I know I’m living for both of us. I bought enough food for the both of us😅 (well… almost… I did have the habit of having you(him) buy food I wouldn’t eat and if we both we eating something, we know the portion ratio was 70:30%)
Grief has been a bitch and a half recently. I’ve missed my dad every day and have been mourning and crying at least once a day; I can’t help it. Sometimes I’m scared no one will care for me the ways he did, so I’M trying to care for myself the way he did and it’s certainly helping. I was so lucky to have his love.
On Dimple Day, which was a celebration of our dimples since we are the only ones in the family to have them, we would get Dai Kichi and Rita’s or Holstein’s or Applegate’s. This is our favorite restaurant and a good meal always has dessert, I think. I appreciate his room and his embracement of my younger self’s idea for celebrating something that made us different, that made of special. My dad, when not dealing with the things that made/make me special, was championing these things and rallying for my success. “Be a florist, be an artist, be a singer, I believe in you, I’m proud of you.” Though this pride in me always came at different moments throughout my life, who else said these things to me with such conviction and excitement? While I struggle with the daunting tasks of living up to these expectations, I also know I don’t have to and he is still so proud of me…
I know my life is going to be so full of “Daddy I did it!” moments especially as I get more clear on my dreams (music, baby!). I’m so excited to make us proud. But for right now, what will make me proud is eating some Trader Joe’s pumpkin shit and getting through the day as best as I can.
Life has been allowing me to experience lots of grief recently and it’s certainly been painful and putting me through the ringer. I don’t know. Maybe it’s because I’m finally /not/ scared of my sadness and other emotions and have been asking for help to cope. But I feel like the rut I’ve been in since June has finally started to lift a little bit more and the fog is clearing lightly each day. Anyways, I do smile and laugh and experience joy. Telling stories about my dad is a painful joy, but I’m not gonna stop. I still talk to him and see him and it’s great being psychic because other psychics see us together, too, and I know it’s real. Anyways, I can talk about him forever and while that truly is what I want to do, I don’t think this platform is the way to do it. Songs and stories with friends will suffice.
If ever you’d like to hear about my dad and feel you can hold a safe container for it, I’m here to tell you all about him, dimples and traditions and all.
Happy Dimple Day to those who wanna celebrate and I’m a really far removed Jew so uhhh happy Kol Nidre? Maybe? Lchaim! 💖💖💖
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16Arlington Feather-Trimmed Cropped Denim Jeans
— £446 / $618
— Sold exclusively on @matchesfashion
Eleanor via her IG story • 9.15.2021
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