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#i will never forgive you
knowingpenny · 6 months
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You can't just fucking take my boy like that dude, my growing little angry boy
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palesoftangel · 6 months
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I know i shouldn't be saying that when people are literally dying in gaza but this war terrifies me. I've been dreaming about the next few years for my whole life, graduating, getting a job, being able to support my parents and buying whatever i want, watch my siblings grow up, falling in love, getting married and having a lil family.. just when i got close to living my dream i was robbed of it. regional war is closer than we think and every side is getting ready. i feel sad for not getting to experience adult life but at the same time grateful because this suffering doesn't seem to last forever anymore. how unfair to live in a world where you are sentenced to death the second you were born with coloured skin.
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majosullivan · 2 years
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THEIR FRIENDSHIP IS SO SO IMPORTANT TO ME, I’VE BEEN WANTING AN EPISODE WITH THEM EVER SINCE ‘ANY SPORT IN A STORM’. BOTH SCENES OF THEM HELPING THE OTHER THROUGH THEIR PANIC ATTACKS HOLD SPECIAL PLACES IN MY HEART
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mariatesstruther · 7 months
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rewatching the miller family breakfast scene and i never noticed this before: tommy looks so pissed off when joel suggests they work a double 😭😭😭 he looks at joel over sarah’s head like “bro fuckin really” and his little “yeah” when joel says they’ll finish by nine is so fucking sad and bothered 😭
homeboy clearly wanted to just have a good time with him and sarah that night
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soymilkwithyuri · 10 months
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Hahaha what if the concept for sakukallen was tanabata + romeo and juliet except instead of meeting once a year they only meet once in every universe and they end like romeo and juliet hahahahaha no way hahahahaha (imcomingformihoyo'shead.)
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uniltaron · 1 year
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🔨 BONK
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cincodenada · 4 months
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Since people are getting tetchy about it again: we all know that if someone gets a bee in their bonnet and somehow hunts down hard answers about @amtrak-official's identity, we're gonna just pretend it never happened and maintain his shroud of chaos and mystery with the sheer power of communal suspension of disbelief, right?
Twitter did it with dril, we've gotta be prepared to do the same so he can continue his good work. It's just better for everyone this way.
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heung-mins · 1 year
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this is what we get for selling regui
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cassiopeiaa29 · 8 months
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kai come home the kids miss you (at chelsea)
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crimelcrd · 1 year
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︻デ═一     —     @nightvow​
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ʙᴀɴɢ! ╾━╤デ╦︻    Cigarette burns up his lungs. Keeping him warm on this cold night. Hands stay stuffed in his pockets are he offers his father a shiftless look. This war between them, Jason intended to fight till he was satisfied. Till he was whole once more. Still he offered a civil moment between them to remind him of the rules of engagement. Jason didn’t bother confirming. The bat knew already, he wouldn’t insult either of their intelligence by repeating when he already made so clear.
                                ❝ Not in this life time. ❞     It’s offered coldly. The child of dusk. Bringing the dark and the freeze back to Gotham.  Deep drag was taken. He should have stopped but it’s a comfort he can’t cut out.                 ❝ Not in the next. ❞  
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bre-meister · 2 years
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I just finished Umbrella Academy season 3 and I’m still trying to picK MY JAW UP OFF THE FLOOR! I need a new season ASAP!!!!
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ggiuliass · 2 years
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I will never forgive ferrari pitwall for what they did to charles yesterday. and if charles is not gonna renew his contract I'll be 100% agreeing with him. it's unacceptable what they did to him.
I will follow him everywhere. I'm a ferrari fan from generation, but this, I cannot accept what they did yesterday. and if I'm feeling this way, think about how charles is feeling right now. he could've achieved 20 points (give or take) on max....... there was a great opportunity for the championship but ferrari decided to throw it all away. FOR WHAT?
you may call me leclerc fan, a groupie.... whatever you want. I dont care. but a real ferrari fan did not celebrate yesterday, because winning a championship is way more important than winning a race.
I'm fuming
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b1gerror · 2 years
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“ i’ll get blood on your shirt… “
time had slowed to a halt,   each second that passed was painstakingly slow as if the universe was laughing at you.     (look!   robin buckley is finally happy,  now watch as we tear it away from her)      your own palms were red,    and any other time you would have found a way to make a joke of it,   𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚎 and lady macbeth — - /   𝐎𝐔𝐓, 𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐍 𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐓!     the type of insanity that is joked about until you can truly understand,      full of regrets and blame.    she should have never have came along,    let her stay safe in hawkins until this mess is over with.     she didn’t ask for this,   like some cruel joke was thrust upon the munson family for no better reason than.. 𝑏𝑎𝑑 𝑙𝑢𝑐𝑘?
you were on your knees now,   cradling her body close to yours, and your shirt was the last thing on your mind.     the ground around you was littered with bats,    but the music was long gone.       how could you ever forgive yourself for ᴺᴼᵀ being there,    how can someone be there and suddenly not?     there is a lump in your throat that you just can’t seem to swallow,   you can’t find the words that want to pour from throat.    think, robin, think.     solutions,   not far-off dreams.
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         “    it’s yours — -        i thought you wouldn’t mind .    ”
your voice dies a horrible death,  curled up in your throat.    your mind flashes to where this first started,   back in vada’s room where you were laughing at some joke that now,  𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗’𝚝 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚢,   but because she said it,  it was the funniest thing in the world,   accompanied by shallow strums of the guitar that you gave up trying to learn hours before.    you traded secrets,  [and you had ᴱᴺᴼᵁᴳᴴ ᴼᶠ ᵀᴴᴱᴹ to fill a room],   but she didn’t care,   and you felt seen.    but it was always supposed to end this way,  wasn’t it?   because robin buckly couldn’t keep friends,   and you definitely couldn’t keep a girlfriend-   some curse that you were sure was placed on you for the very ˢᴵᴺ you committed with your existence..    but she was there too,    not cursed but loved.
there is a dull weight in your chest,   the weight of the love you had found and lost.    you will now remember her longer than you ever knew her,   frozen in a photograph,   or a name etched into stone.    this wasn’t fair.   your heart,  so shallowly buried in your chest migrated to your throat,    words choked out between sobs of grief.
“     i love you,  you can’t just — -    ᴸᴱᴬⱽᴱ.  no,   i’m not letting you.   you do not get to come into my life and 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 to then just leave,   vada munson.   you don’t get to do that.      ”       it’s spoken into the void,    last breath already taken and you can only   beg to the gods you don’t believe in that ˢᴴᴱ ᴴᴱᴬᴿᴰ ʸᴼᵁ.
you don’t know how long you sat there,    in a terrifying silence that not even your grief could pierce through.   you didn’t make a noise,    the tears silent as they mixed with dirt and blood that you weren’t sure was yours.   you would have sat there for hours,    calling out to the universe that 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜𝚗’𝚝 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚛,   someone who understood every part of you gone— -/but arms that were ᴺᴼᵀ ᴴᴱᴿˢ wrapped around you,     pulling you away from the girl you love(d?)    do you stop loving when someone dies?    where does that love go,   𝚖𝚒𝚡 𝚒𝚝𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚏; a lingering scar to remind you that you are truly alone?     the truth is,   you don’t think you will ever stop loving her,   even when her face is but a distant,  ᶠᴿᴬᴳᴹᴱᴺᵀᴱᴰ memory.
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ink-and-radio · 3 months
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Y'know what? Fuck this. I'm done acting like you were not wrong in how you treated me. I don't even care if you somehow see this. You ARE my abuser - same as every other person or collective that has traumatized me in my life. Was I perfect? Of course not - I know I had bad decisions and struggled with my mental health and it had negative effects, and I do not deny nor hide from that. But you RUINED me. Mentally, emotionally, psychologically. I will never deny you went through hell in your own life - I know you did. I will, however, not be gaslit again into believing I was deserving of any of the anguish you put me through. I'd honestly wish you WOULD have hit me, at least those wounds would have healed in time. I am still recovering from the psychological pain I endured under your roof - and you will NEVER be able to convince me you were justified in this. No one will. You fucked me up, even more so then I was when we met. I wish I had NEVER met you - that we had never connected or known each other; perhaps then, I would not have to heal from so much more, and learn to forgive myself the same.
FUCK. YOU.
I'm commanding my power back - you have no chains on me any more. I'm reclaiming every joy and hobby you took from me, and I'm rewriting the associations they have. I will rebuild the confidence and self-love you stole away from me, and I will learn to forgive myself for innocent mistakes, and for not being perfection, and allow myself patience to grow and be better - actions you did not allow me to do. I hope to never see your face again - I don't care where or how. I may not wish you to suffer, but I certainly wish you nothing good, either. I want karma to clench you within its jaws, so maybe you can move on, yourself, from believing your trauma allows you to traumatize someone else, then justify it by saying you went through worse. If I can acknowledge I had wrongs, you certainly can, and can commit to never doing it again. I didn't deserve the way you treated me.
I honestly don't care if you see this - this is more for me to finally admit it to myself. But if for some reason you do? Oh well. You do not frighten me anymore. You never will again. I will never allow another being to treat me the way you did.
The ONLY thing I wish for you is that you never do this to anyone again.
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