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snakeautistic · 4 months
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I love eating food “wrong” because it makes the experience about 10 times more enjoyable. It used to drive my parents crazy but that didn’t stop me!! I would pick the chocolate chips out of my cookies and eat them separately, split apart the frosting from cake, sort my M&Ms and eat them in a very specific way- (first, you sort them into different colors, then you eat them until you have the same amount of each color, and then you eat them alternately in least to most favorite color order).
I also had a phase where I used to buy a giant bag of smarties and label every wrapper with a number and eat from the highest number counting down, saving any of the white smarties in a bag until I’d eaten the rest of them. No clue why I did this but it made that mediocre candy extremely fun.
Doing stuff like that doesn’t hurt anyone and it’s fun so I don’t get why it gets pushback sometimes!
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Was there something that during your childhood other adults made you believe? I got two things:
1. They (uncles and mom) made me believe that BEAR GRYLLS was Sportacus, my clown ass believed that for years when the show isn't even american 😭🤡
2. My aunt once told me that if I ever dared to sleep alone, some goblins were gonna kidnap me in the middle of the night and this fear stayed with me until I was 13 at least (thanks, auntie...)
Sheesh that's wild, not the goblins omg 😭
I racked my brain for a bit but I can't think of anything any adults made me believe as a kid, except maybe lettingme believe in magic for a while. I didn't grow up in a Christian household so there were no tales of Santa or the Easter Bunny for me.
Your responses have me curious now: what things did everyone else's adults make them believe as kids?
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Did you latch onto the chronicles of narnia and peter pan 2003 scores as the Escapism Themes™ or was your childhood normal?
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I just want to be the saviour my childhood self needed and I'm gonna do everything in my power to become what she needed.
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r08s · 1 month
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little me explaining to my mom how eating human flesh makes you younger after watching several conspiracy videos on youtube:
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nonbinarydollie · 1 year
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MY VERY FIRST BRATZ DOLL
💖🎀✨cloe✨🎀💖
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ddevilremorsee · 3 months
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i support a boys right to shut up.
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quickdudesart · 10 months
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It's been a little while since I've posted anything so here you go! This is C.J. the Bird and she's pretty much been my bestie since childhood, or rather the hand puppet has been.
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Here she is! You can't see her hair but it's very slayyyy!! She's from this mathematics series for 1st to 2nd graders called MATHMatazz. I never watched it or read the books but I had this puppet from it.
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Slayyyy
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thornyangel101 · 1 year
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Don't think I've ever posted a picture of Emma here
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feyti-odinsdottir · 2 years
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Eldest siblings be out here like: come on, if you didn't perform at least a few acts of psychological terrorism on your younger siblings at some point, what even was your childhood
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snakeautistic · 2 months
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I feel like I’ve lost so much of the boundless imagination and creativity I had as a kid. I used to just sit down and draw anything, for hours at a time, to construct elaborate narratives in mind when I lay awake in bed at night.
I still consider myself a creative, but it doesn’t flow as naturally anymore. I can’t come up with interesting twists for my daydreams to take on the spot. Art doesn’t just spring out of me anymore. Maybe it was beaten out of my by the school system, or by anxieties and depression and all the pressures that were added to my life. Or maybe that’s just growing up.
I’m really scared of growing up. I’ve always said I feel like I wasn’t designed to survive within the world we live in. I don’t know how I can manage so many responsibilities, alone. And you’re expected to be independent and successful and fulfilled all at the same time and when almost no one can do that, me, being neurodivergent- I certainly cannot. Looking ahead at the futrue fills me with dread. I have college applications I should work on. But I get sick when I look at them. I don’t want to think about it. But then I remember how time is always passing, constantly, steadily, unstoppably. Not to mention all of the mounting threats against the world within politics, the very climate itself, in the economy, ect.
So obviously I fill a profound nostalgia for my childhood. For things being simpler. I remember poking at leaves blocking the swirling drains on my street in the rain. I remember going to the public library and looking at the fish there, or eagerly playing one of the ancient 90s edutainment games they provided on their computers. I remember staying up at night and reading Calvin and Hobbes under my covers with a flashlight. I remember granola bars on picnic blankets in the empty field behind the apartment. I remember crossing the creek in the woods and getting stuck in the mud of the riverbank.
I don’t know exaclty when those things stopped happening, but they did. And it bothers me that I can never go back.
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rememberwhoyouwere · 1 year
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I stumbled upon a Nala in a thrift shop today and immediately bought her! A cute addition to my small Lion King figurine collection ❤️
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itsalwaysagirl · 1 year
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This world is so much smaller than we think
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sleepykwipony · 1 year
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I found this old magnet outside today, my partner said the image looks cursed lol. It gave me the idea for this post! Ok so idea mention time; whoever sees this cursed image post, repost it and give some kinda crumby creepypasta/origin story for this cursed image! I like to see what creative ideas y'all come up 😂.
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writing-with-melon · 2 years
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Did any of you ever read a story about this girl who gets magical keys to her piano and when she plays songs magic stuff happens like she gets transported to different locations or she can change the weather and stuff? Was that just me?
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