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firebreathonary · 3 months
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drautograph (n) [ˈdrɔtəˌgræf]
an autograph on anything by either the whole band or any member of the band
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Word, added: 21/04/2018 by Katie [ IG ]
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amethysworld · 1 year
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I've always been a private person. So the idea of sharing stuff in social media confuses me and even agonize me sometimes. But my thoughts are loud, and I can't always confine them to myself or to the pages of my journal.
So to tumblr I go! I guess I'll try to be more active here?? Who knows. Anyway here's a sketch of a girl with a dress I saw for sale but can't afford.
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inkberryholley · 1 year
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I feel like a pizza in this sauna
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leal2291 · 1 year
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Have you ever stood in the middle of a crowd only to feel completely and utterly alone?
To be surrounded by love and bliss, yet feel consumed by your own demons.
Do you know what it’s like to be afraid of your own thoughts?
It’s paralyzing.
To be overwhelmed, overcome by hopelessness.
It’s tiring, draining.
But in that moment, I wanted to drift into the darkness.
Reluctantly I admit that thought…comforted me.
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the-most-sublime-fool · 6 months
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Then, too, at sea—to use a homely but expressive phrase—you miss a man so much. A dozen men are shut up together in a little bark, upon the wide, wide sea, and for months and months see no forms and hear no voices but their own, and one is taken suddenly from among them, and they miss him at every turn. It is like losing a limb. There are no new faces or new scenes to fill up the gap. There is always an empty berth in the forecastle, and one man wanting when the small night watch is mustered. There is one less to take up the wheel, and one less to lay out with you upon the yard. You miss his form, and the sound of his voice, for habit had made them almost necessary to you, and each of your senses feels the loss.
—a sailor's diary entry, on losing a shipmate, ca. 1834 (from Two Years Before the Mast by Richard Henry Dana Jr.)
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art-mybeloved · 1 year
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i sit in the sun. i drink tea. i recieve a message from my friend. i read a book. i take a walk. i fall in love with life a little bit.
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evebjournal · 1 year
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26.03.2023
Yesterday was a bit of a crazy day. The sunshine had come out and I had decided to venture out so I could get some shopping done. I also realized I needed to get orange dye to cancel out the blue in my hair since the bleach washes just weren't doing it. I was pretty proud of myself that I had gone out on my own and got some shopping done. Thankfully I had my music to distract me.
After I got home I was quite anxious to get rid of my yellow and blue hair so I put the orange on top and it cancelled out the blue. But now I'm orange and that won't do. Going to do some patch tests to see which colour brown I like most and hopefully, it goes well and then I'll go from there.
.... I'ma need a miracle for my hair to turn out at this point. I think it will turn a dark ginger brown which is what I'm hoping for or just any kind of brown at this point. My scalp is burning but now we must wait to see if it turns out.
Oh dear, well it's dark ginger and I'm not sure if I hate it or I'm just not used to having my hair all one colour. I mean it's not terrible but need to let my wee head rest. The chemicals are giving me headaches/migraines. Well, the day is almost over and I hope I don't get a migraine from hell like I did last night. But then again that's what happens when you are sensitive and have chronic migraines.
Well, I just got back from my smoke break and it seems to have rid me of this horrible headache, for now at least. Now I'm going to try and get some writing done then head off to bed.
Goodnight <3 ~ Eve
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capncarolinee · 1 year
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We end where we begin
I’m currently obsessed with trying to reteach myself how to live life more to my own liking. Something I used to do unconsciously. But now perform mental gymnastics just to share a passing comment.
For better or for worse pre college me knew how to be my full cringe self and never thought twice about dimming that light. What other people thought, genuinely never occurred to me in that realm. Full disclosure as a now (late)diagnosed ADHD human going through self diagnosis of ASD, I was one of those misfits but I happily had quite a lovely social life back then. It wasn’t until after leaving high school it began.
I now recognize a steep decline in self esteem ever since starting college. Mixed company throughout didn’t help much. It’s crazy trying to learn how to love yourself fully again when you once did but lost it to the chaos that is growing alongside people finding their own way. naturally, you unintentionally affect each others growth through the mess. Some leave better off than others…
I became more quiet, I triple guessed every single thing I wanted to say whether offline or on. I still was loud with my select few don’t get me wrong, but the circle started shrinking - more so post college.
I stopped sharing with people art I made because the vile of perfectionism I crafted for myself, wouldn’t let me. To the point I stopped doing it for fun and only to satiate the perpetual trappings of capitalism.
I stopped being openly excitable about new fixations or general interests or even fun facts bc it was apparently getting annoying.
I didn’t experiment with my outfits anymore (kind of a good thing - I looked like neon pop punk MySpace leftovers trying to become twee). My “image” never had to be something carefully curated which I fight the urge now a days bc TikTok shows me teenagers obsessed with being one specific aesthetic as if a complex human being can be limited and boiled down to one word. I say that like I didn’t align so fully with 2010-2014 tumblr girl alt aesthetic as a teen.
I used to make YouTube videos for years, twitch stream when it first started, and had no issues or thought twice about having to present myself or talk in any way that wasn’t me.
And here I am years later at 25 pushing myself to write a dumb tumblr post to prove to myself that I can get back to sharing my more unfiltered self with the void of strangers and straggling mutuals. I have all sorts of things I want to share and maybe find people who vibe as well - I’m tired of watching others do it without a care while I robbed myself for no good reason.
I just want to live again and I’m finally starting to.
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dracula stained glass, part 5
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waywardsunlight · 11 months
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Underrated Owl House Glowup
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firebreathonary · 21 days
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platzpictionary (n) [plætsˈpɪkʃəˌnɛri]
collection of photos of Daniel Platzman (n)
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Platzcabulary, added: 31/03/2024 by  Livia [ Tw ] , Malali [ Tw ] , Mandy [ Tw | IG ] , Maricot [ Tw ] & Wendy [ Tw | IG ]
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Appetite
A few months ago it was devouring, all-conquering everything in sight
As the seasons change and nature winds down I find my appetite is basically gone.
Could be a good time for a cleanse and bounce back. Always good to remember these things come in cycles.
Right now I’ve just been drinking lots of tea and clearing the system of toxins, trying to leave all that in the past.
Appetite should be the first thing to return as a sign of healthy growth. 😇
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deerspherestudios · 1 month
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I'm way late but better late than never 😭! For this March event by lazerinth ❤️
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leal2291 · 1 year
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“I have a question for you, and typically people like to lie about this. I want you to be honest. What is the one thing you’re holding on to that you know you need to let go of? Because if you keep holding on to it, you’re not going to heal or grow.”
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southern--downpour · 7 months
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maybemayflymaybenot · 2 years
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How do you make peace with someone who is absolutely never coming back. Someone that left abruptly only for their mess to still create problems and even further issues. Actually, let me be honest with myself. I wasn't trying to make peace with this person. I wanted to lecture, nag, yell, criticize, guilt trip, and confront them. I never had that chance. Because they closed the door on me. Took the key and left. And I'm never gonna be able to have the future conversations I had imagined with them. I won't be able to get rid of this regret and guilt that I'm constantly hiding away. And this wouldn't happen if he just didn't leave. If he wasn't a coward and manned up to his own actions. He didn't have most things but he had people that he had done wrong and those people worried for him the most. So why didn't he come fix it instead of losing broken promises. From this situation, I know my position and the part I played in. Sure, some things I could have changed on my part, but because of inconsistency in your actions, I don't believe you would even change. If I knew the deep troubles and mindset you were in, I would had listened. If you explained yourself instead of hiding in embarrassment or worry, we would all be in a better place. How can I apologize now? How can I yell at you for being lacking? What am I going to do now in the future? I don't understand. Why did you leave you two daughters to fight the world themselves.
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