#check on your loved ones

[runs-4-pinkcupcakes]

It’s going to be a long weekend for me. 1 year ago was the last time I saw my mother in person. I spent Mother’s Day 2022 with her and I’m so thankful for those last hugs and laughs. My mother was full of Southern grace and beauty. And she was extremely private and until she was suddenly gone, I had no idea of all the pain and suffering she experienced over those last years. It’s incredible the secrets she kept to not be a perceived burden on her children. So much so, that in the end when she needed us the most, she wouldn’t ask for it. And today, my heart still breaks into a thousand pieces wishing she had given me the tiniest hint she needed me. I miss you, Mama. ❤️

#tw parent death #tw mother death #tw suicide #personal #selfsun #selfie #1 year ago #mother’s day #suicide prevention #check on your friends #check on your loved ones #check on the elderly #check on your children #mental heath support #mentalheathawareness #coping with grief

[mansorus]

#real talk #check on your loved ones

[artbreddo]

hey guys just a reminder please please PLEASE check on your loved ones and friends. They might be going through a really bad time and need your help, even just a simple text can help them.

#mental health #mental health matters #Check on your loved ones #check on your friends #please

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

christ sometimes I just wanna. steal a time machine & go back & sit down next to my 9-year-old self and just like. let them pull out their pokemon card binder & gush about their holographic gyarados or whatever. I'd just smile & ask questions about motherfukcing bulbasaur & tell my kid self that I thought they were a neat person, & someday they'd find other people who thought so too.

like i'm a grown adult who honestly finds most kids stuff boring, but. damn if i could go back & hang out with my baby self & listen to them ramble...just so they knew someone was listening. i would in a heartbeat. thinking about u kid

#wouldn't roll my eyes or check my phone or get bored or nothing #I'd just listen to that little dork & smile & encourage them & let them explain how their favorite gameboy games worked #i was the kind of kid my adult self would find annoying & uninteresting but like #most of the actual adults in my childhood felt that way too. including my dang parents. #and ya know sometimes they showed it. a lot of times without realizing it. and that messes a kid up #if you don't make an effort kids WILL recognize your disinterest and lack of attention. #kids deserve to have caregivers who show interest and engagement #even when it's over stuff that adults find boring. especially then maybe #your kid doesn't have to be fun or interesting or easy or well behaved to deserve positive attention #they deserve positive attention because they are YOUR KID #if love is unconditional then DISPLAYS of LOVE and AFFECTION must also be unconditional #not something that must be earned #telling your kid that you love them is not enough. that is step one out of like a thousand #if you just tell your kid you love them but you don't demonstrate affection and interest and patience and warmth and etcetera #your kid isn't gonna feel loved! I Love You will just become a trite phrase that they regard with mistrust! #bitch you gotta FOLLOW THROUGH

[a-and-w-online-shopping]

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#findyourthing #redbubble #travel #travel coffee mug #travelcoffeemug #morning coffee #coffee #mental health #mentalhealth #mental health matters #check on your friends #check on your family #check on your loved ones #mental health awareness #mental health support

[misteria247]

really called smn a ho

SGSGSGSGSGSGDFSFSFSFSF ARE YOU KIDDING ME??? GOD DAMN DONATELLO HAMATO OVER HERE MURDERING HIS ENEMIES IN COLD BLOOD-

This gives me the vibes from that one vine that goes-

"I said whoever threw that paper, you're mom's a hoe."

#oli talks #ooc #muns ramblings #mindless ramblings of a madman #asks #ask and you shall receive #teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise of the tmnt #tmnt #rottmnt #tmnt 2012 #tmnt 2k12 #teenage mutant ninja turtles 2012 #tmnt donnie #tmnt 2k12 donnie #Donatello Hamato #if any new tmnt fans are looking for a sign to check out the 2012 series here's your sign lmaooooo #Donnie is my one true love for a reason

[fleshdyke]

I saw a deer rotting away on the side of the road, ribcage gaping open, sternum shattered, sagging leathery skin shedding coarse hair as decomposition sets in. Eyes and entrails long since pecked out by crows and vultures, the doe lay blind and empty, her cranium chewed open and cleaned out by reverent coyotes. Crawling with maggots and worms, she writhes.

Wildflowers bloomed tall around her, cushioning her corpse in a bed of milkweed and aster, wild lily and strawberry bursting through her drying skin and out through the cavernous hole in her body. Wasps and horseflies drink the nectar flavoured by her body, dripping sweet onto her ribcage.

A violent death unto peaceful sleep, bones crushed like brittle eggshell by steel alloy, whiplash and internal hemorrhaging as she stumbles forward and collapses into the cold ditch by the asphalt, gasping and twitching as her lungs filled with blood, shards of her ribcage puncturing her lungs, struggling to take a full breath as spots grew larger in her vision. Twin headlights barreled on, uninterrupted and uncaring as she lay dying in the ditch, the taillights of the departing vehicle bathing her in red light as it leaves. There are no other cars in the road.

Scavengers bowed their heads to her memory as they filled their stomachs with her body, gorging themselves on cold offal, worshipful as they licked congealed blood off the ground. A necessary sacrifice to the good of the many; her agony sustains them. They don't know anything else. She sleeps, quiet and alone, in the ditch by the road, as she decomposes. Her eyes, plucked from their sockets by hungry birds to be fed to their hungry chicks, no longer saw; she slept in peaceful darkness.

I wondered what she dreamed about. I wondered if she could still see, in her mind's eye, the life she dreamed of. I wondered if all she could see anymore was the wriggling of maggots in her skull.

I wondered if the deer on the side of the road left behind a herd, maybe a fawn, waiting patiently, nestled in tall grasses, for its mother to return. I wondered if it, too, had fallen prey to the great metal maw of a passing vehicle as it, hungry and cold, searched for its mother. I hoped not, but I know better; deer don't often practice crèches.

I felt kinship with her, in a way, a deer left for dead next to the country highway, carved out empty and left gaping. I saw myself in her in the way she died alone, ignored, rotting from the inside out as cars passed by, the way she was vulnerable, defenseless; she had no way to defend herself against her fate. The scales were tipped against her, the battle lost as soon as she took her first step onto cracked asphalt, doomed beyond her own comprehension and her killer's capacity to care. She had no antlers to defend herself. She didn't stand a chance.

A faceless figure in a nondescript truck, anonymous in the atrocity of death, with no witnesses and no guilt for what they had done. Perhaps I'd already passed them on the street. Perhaps I'd already wished them a good morning. Perhaps I'd done the same with others.

It was almost comforting, in a way, to see such a visceral and grotesque representation of myself, flayed open snd hollowed out and left to rot. It reminded me there were others like me, even if they were roadkilled deer. In the aftermath of catastrophe, I, too, lay broken and gasping, immobile as I watched the world pass me by, no one stopping to notice my agony. I supposed it wasn't quite as obvious as that of a deer, trembling and bleeding from the mouth, branded hot in the shape of a car's front grill. It was confusing, still. It certainly felt more than obvious.

I dreamed of coyote teeth tearing me apart, pulling out my organs as I watched, passive, of vultures picking at my skin, grunting in veneration as they ate me to the bone. I dreamed of crows eating the scraps left behind, pecking at my face and mouth, pulling out my eyes and tongue, rendering me blind and mute. I didn't mind; I hardly had use for them anyways. I dreamed of dandelion blooms crowding my airways, airborne seeds filling my lungs until I choked, and growing from my body again.

I dreamed of love, of prostration and black birds bowed in supplication, owing me their lives, surviving at the price of mine. I dreamed of love, of sickly sweet devotion, like the smell of decay. I dreamed of love, of poisonous butterflies drinking down the nectar of my body's wildflowers, of dangerous beauty. In my dream, I watched the jays snap up those sweet butterflies, bright wings crunching and shredding within the predator's beak, only for the eaten nymph to reappear as its bitter poison burns the jay's oesophagus, vomiting up the offensive prey. The butterfly is not saved. The butterfly is still dead, half-digested and broken in a small puddle of the bird's mucous, but the jay learns; the butterfly's death prevents others.

I dreamed of love, like the coyote and the badger that found my corpse one night, forty million years of evolution between the two, but perfect teamwork nonetheless. The two arrived together and left together after they'd had their fill of my lungs and heart. I wished them well on their journey and waited for the next scavenger to find me.

I hoped the deer on the side of the road found the same peace in death as I had. I hoped she found her closure in the scavengers who worshipped her. I hoped the faceless figure in that nondescript truck faced their retribution and I hoped the faceless figure in my hazy memories faced the Old Testament judgement I so wished.

As I accepted the deer into myself, let the shape of her rotting body brand itself on my mind (reminiscent, almost, of the brand of a car's front grill on her flank), I felt her dreams assimilate with my own. I felt, suddenly, the desire to walk along country highways in the dark, the desire to know what waits on the other side of the road, the desperation so strong that I couldn't stand to wait for the rumbling beast to pass. I felt the awe of staring into blinding light, larger than me and near incomprehensible. I understood why deer stopped in the middle of the road. I'm sure anyone else would, too. The first contact of the car's front grill to her (my) body felt something like love, like the embrace of the only one who could stand to have me.

I thought about the crows that picked off the smaller pieces of flesh missed by the larger scavengers. I thought about the sweet adoration between two black birds as they passed my eyeball to their mate, the pure devotion between them as they preened one another, beaks coated in congealed blood. Their love is a living thing, a separate entity, powerful and writhing. It occupies the crows entirely, not unlike parasitism. Their chicks will grow from my scavenged flesh, insatiable, fledging for the first time above my drying skeleton. To fly had always been a dream of mine, and now it is actualized by those young black birds, fulfilled as they hop unsteadily from branch to branch, their parents watching over them protectively. How lucky I am to witness this. How lucky I am to learn, firsthand, the depth of that love, the endlessness of life, how it begins again, and again, and again.

#this is one of my favourite things ive ever written tbh. #made it for an english assignment. sarah if youre checking for plagiarism and it matches with this. this is my account you can ask me if you #want to. love u sarah. #anyways. hi everyone #rambles #my art #ask to tag

[pkaykim]

Oofurixmas2022 for @meela-31

#oofuri #oofurixmas2022 #IVE REPOSTED THIS SO MANY TIMES IM SORRY #meela-31 #ren mihashi #abemiha #abe takaya #I hope u like it.. 😵😵😵😵 #anyway… chill air… being 1 on 1 together outside of school… always so strange and intimate #abe is saying like hey youre blocking the walkway.. or smth… hes so cheeky #im imagining a fic in my mind #like. do you guys get me. mihashi is sitting on the stoop while abe is checking out and hes eating his sandwich #its probably a stupid late time and its quiet and empty and his hands and face are chilly and #and hes about to take a bite and then the door opens and he feels a bag get dropped on his head and its like… a point of contact and its #silly and mundane but its affection idk. ans then abe tells him to move. ugh. love is love #ITS LIKE A SMALL THING THATS LIKE… WE’RE FRIENDS.. you like me.. and it feels goos #THATS ALL #anyway thats why i chose this ver over the one w tajima it got that feeling better. anyway

[baby-xemnas]

bepo: UTA SAN!!!!!!!!!♥♥♥♥

LAW FOR NO RHYME OR REASON:

#one piece #movie red #WHAT MANIAC ANIMATED THIS EXPLAAAAAAAIN #law: sick of your shit /body checks him/ #add: theres one japanese fanart i forgot where i saw it where bepo is like i love uta san uta san is the best #i love uta san! #law: more than me? #and bepo freaks out hugs him and starts going on NO!!! NO I LOVE CAPTAIN CAPTAIN IS THE BEST #and i think about it several times a day #video

[itty-bitty-sunshine]

I got inspired by @/bloo-the-dragon 's art and made one of it myself

Y'all should check their comic it looks rlly nice

Also, bonus:

Poor guy 's just as lost

#i love them your honor #also fun fact #my Eclipse design with the sweater and all is inspired by one of Bones-of-a-rabbit many Eclipse's designs #they are a great artist with really cool designs i totally recommend checking it out :) #anyway #dca fandom #dca fnaf #fnaf ruin dlc #fnaf eclipse #fnaf sun #fnaf moon #new blorbo just dropped #im collecting them like pokemons #robot gore #tw robot gore

[six-of-cringe]

tumblr is to moral ocd what tiktok is to adhd and post

#i gotta be careful what i see. the all or nothing thinking is rampant #its so exacerbated here i only follow like a couple ppl #even if i like someone's content i might not follow them bc if i see something that makes me Think too hard #i'll get stuck in a spiral and i Have to Keep Reading. so i check their shit manually when i can handle it. #even other soc blogs lol sorry guys love yall #anyway sorry i can't think about every issue always forever. no one can but especially not me #when you try to enjoy the internet but the tumblr environment makes your brain beat you with a stick yelling BAD EVIL BAD PERSON #epic crippling empathy moment #ocd mention #moral ocd #ocd scrupulosity #not soc #ocd

[a-mongooose]

Listen I just think they’re neat that’s it that’s the caption

#welcome home #welcome home arg #welcome home sally #welcome home julie #sally starlet #julie joyful #clown shaped coffin #wow i love puppets #puppets are so cool #Im not usually a big fan of ARGs but this one is so ????? idek but it is absolutely grand #clown did an excellent job and i hope theyre doing alright with everything going on #they deserve a break #if you haven't checked out Welcome Home yet PLEASE do #i promise it's worth your time #just pls remember to be respectful guys <3 #i hope you have a good day :) #-Your friends at the Maverick Motel

[fourphoenixfeathers]

I have seen some horrors, so here's a PSA to all my homies who have asthma/use inhalers.

I have seen too many people use their inhaler improperly, essentially making the medicine useless, and it makes my own chest hurt just watching it. 🥲

Shake it first before you use it

Exhale as deep as you can before you take the puff, and inhale as deeply as you can while you are pressing down on the canister. A normal shallow breath won't get the medicine in your chest, so it won't do anything to help.

Make sure your lips are closed around the mouthpiece when you take the puff! Treat it like a kazoo or a harmonica. If your lips are not all the way around, some air might escape out the gaps.

After you take the puff, hold your breath for ten seconds if you are able. If not, try for at least 5. It's important to hold the medication in your lungs so it can do its work.

Wait a bit and take deep breaths in between the first and second puff.

I hope this helps. Stay healthy and take care of your lungs! Mucus buildup can be torture sometimes, so we gotta make sure we aren't making things harder for ourselves than we already are. :D

#asthma #inhaler #health #signed: a perseon currently dying of an average cold (hyperbole) #oh also hydrate #one time a cold lasted a week+ because i was dehydrated and the mucus was too dry to loosen #anyway love yall take care #do your safety checks

[sluckythewizard]

THEY could give me the surgurey i need (inspired alot by evojellys designs for em. GREAT STUFF)

#THE SUCKENING IS S O COOOOL GUYS VIV N VEX ARE SO FUCKING COOL AND FUNNY... CHARLIES FLAVOR OF DERANGED IS JUST #SO PERFECT FOR THIS CAMPAIGN.. I LOVE HOW HE DOES HORROR AND EVIL AND SCARY AND AAUAUUUGHGHGUUHGHG #their teeht arnt spiked like normal vampires but theyre sharp n smooth like a Beak. in my beautiful heart #ALSO UGHGHGH BIG SPOILERS FOR EPISODE 7 BUT #THAT THING WITH THE MAP. WITH THE DEMONS N VAMPS. THEYRE KEEPING TRACK OF THEM. #'so viv. was that one of mine or one of yours?' IS THIS A PET PROJECT OF THEIRS OR SOMETHING. ARE THEY PULLING MORE STRINGS THAN WE THINK #IS ONE TUGGING AT THE DEMONS AND THE OTHER TUGGING AT THE FANGS? PITTING THEM AGAINST EACHOTHER SO THEY KILL EACHOTHER? #AND THEN ITS EASIER TO TAKE THE BODIES FOR THEIR FUNNY CREATIONS?? IT PROLLY WASNT EASY TO GET SUPPLIES B4 EDWARD CAME INTO POWER #BUT OH MY GOD.. POOR EMIZEL.. THE MEMORY OF HIS CREW WAS TAKEN AND THEN HE WATCHES A BUNCHA THEM GET HORRIBLY DISMATNLED N DISTORTED #HE KNOWS HE CARED FOR THEM AT SOMEPOINT N HE KNOWS THE MEMORIES WERE TAKEN BUT HE JUST. CANT. AUAUUGGUAHGUAHGUAHGUHG #THAT SUCKS SO BAD FOR HIMMM EMIZEEEELL EMIZEL CMERE BABY BOY ILL SMOKE U OUT BOY. GET AWAY FROM THOSE EVIL GUYS I AM BETTER N CAN BE TRUSTE #viv n vex are so cool...theyre fuckin CRAAZYY N SCARYYY BUT ALSO. SO FUNNY... I LOVE A PUNNY JACKASS... 'LOOKS LIKE YOUVE BEEN: DISARMED!' #'IVE MADE THAT JOKE 6 TIMES AND ITS STILL FUNNY EVERYTIME' i gotta draw more of their bullshit... #im already doodling up the 'YOU CAN CALL ME MOMMY!!' bit. i gotta draw more o the monstors n the horrors too... especially emizels sire UGH #I LOVE VILLIAINS THAT ARE SO GENUINELY SCARY BUT SO FUNNY... charlie just does evil ppl like no one else idk what it ISSSS #okayokayoka y im normal im. relistening to the ep n im at the edward part. oh my god. i actually love him. he actually makes my skin crawl #IM DONEthats my rambles for tha day. back into my hole i go. also i have comms open. cmere pspspss i need moneyyy heyyyy cmereeeee #check out my main artblog. GO!!!

[diesoonandsuffer]

sorry kirk and spock’s love for each other is written into the narrative. as if it’s my fault.

#since the companion video is making the rounds again #like yeah. sorry that by kirk's own definition of love he's in love with spock. sorry. #feeling like he's a part of you? check #more important than anything? well he loses his career and his ship just to bury the man. so. check #sorry that the enterprise and kirk are implied as being inherently linked. as if kirk's one true love is the ship. #and not only does he destroy that ship #but spock is 'at home nowhere except starfleet' and 'sees the enterprise as his whole world' #sorry if the vulcan who can't lie and follows rules to a t will lie and break rules for kirk. sorry. #as if any of this is my fault. #'he's trying to contact the vulcan. this species is capable of much affection. i wonder if they'll show it to us.' #sorry. as if i can do anything about that. #'you wouldn't know what to do with a genuine warm decent feeling.' 'really doctor?' 'i know. i'm worried about jim too.' #'i have been and always shall be yours.' #as if i wrote those myself. sorry. #feeling normal tonight. #kirk #spock #spirk #tos #sam's thots