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ohmy80s · 2 months
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Johnny & Winona
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iqmmir · 2 months
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Was gonna post something then realised i post too much so i wont . Bye guys . Forever
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dnangelic · 3 months
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@foolshoujo asked: APPARENTLY SOMEONE HAS TO PULL HIM AWAY FROM THE GIRLS BY THE EAR
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AS LONG AS IT'S A PRETTY GIRL PULLING HIM AWAY FROM THE GIRLS BY THE EAR
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ghostwithaheartbeat · 2 months
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Day three of holding everyone’s laundry hostage until my father takes a shower.
The last of my father’s beloved white socks have fallen to the filth. There is little hope, and even less in terms of rest. The battle is ongoing, and it feels often that I am fighting alone. Morale is low; my ally in this conflict, mother, is injured. I long for the days when I can rest. When this war will cease, and all will be clean again. The dishes done, the people bathed, the laundry washed and folded. Alas. We know the struggle will never end.
I am Sisyphus, and my father’s horrid stench and apathy are forever my boulder.
My father is a war profiteer, and I am a hapless young recruit greeting a doomed mission.
Last shower date: December 25th, 2023
#collective tag#it spoke#i’m venting#but like… only half serious#god I am so so so so tired.#I’m so pissed man#at just. everything#this house is falling apart around me and It’s like I can’t do anything#I have begged and begged and begged this fucking man to take a goddamn shower.#I cry about this#because he just doesn’t fucking care#I CANT DO EVERYTHING!!!!!#NOT FOREVER#huge ass ants everywhere? sure. fuck it. why not#piles and piles of laundry? okay. I can do that.#not paying the mortgage until our shit gets shut down and mom and I yell at you?#cooking halfassed meals that are only barely tolerable to you and inedible to everyone else#and then complaining when we don’t eat them despite how much we’ve all told you?#and leaving the whole kitchen to rot?#PISSING YOURSELF REPEATEDLY AND NOT CHANGING YOUR PANTS BECAUSE YOU DONT FEEL LIKE IT AND NEVER SHOWERING FOR MONTHS ON END?#I’m just… words cannot describe how tired I am right now.#mom has a broken foot too so I also have to take care of her even more than normal#how did baby me handle this all the time on top of school?#‘yeah sure i can take care of two fucked up angry disabled adults on top of my crippling childhood trauma and schoolwork!’#—>#‘I swear to fucking god I will telepathically make my heart stop beating by sheer force of fucking will if I hear you call for me again’#delete later#deepest apologies to any poor soul that reads this#i really just needed to cry and scream and cry harder again until I throw up#and maybe a hug
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pez-and-quiet · 6 months
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Hey y’all
I’m taking a break from Tumblr for a bit, I just need some time not on here. This isn’t something I’d normally do since the majority of time kn this platform has been incredible but I’ve been dealing with some personal stuff and I’ve got a bunch of school stuff I need to focus on like MainStage and out improv team. I’m not deleting my account or anything just removing the app from my phone for a bit.
This has nothing to do with everything that has happened recently, I haven’t let that stuff get under my skin.
Anyway see y’all soon, miss you already!!!!
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lilsleepybear · 7 months
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I’m not ok, and you’re not ok. And that’s ok…
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withoutatrace-pkmn · 7 months
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Trace! I hope you know I didn’t forget your birthday! Pelipper Mailing a very legitimate ranger hat and a birthday cake from one of the nicer patisseries out here in Kalos. They didn’t have “world’s strangest sandwich” flavor, so hope you don’t mind vanilla!
[It’s a replica of a Kalosian ranger hat with “World’s Best Ranger” embroidered on the front, and a simply decorated vanilla birthday cake. It’s got a few piped flourishes, flowers, and the number 19 on it.]
@humming-pokemon-helpers
oh my fucking swords??? thank you so much !!! you really didn’t have to but- thank you, really. thank you so much.
I’m wearing this hat forever now btw
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brainrottingg · 6 months
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Red Eye: What’s for dinner tonight?
Stryker: I can't tell you, it's a soup-prise!
Red Eye:
Red Eye: Is it soup?
Stryker: It’s soup-posed to be!
Red Eye: Please, enough with the soup puns.
Stryker: Wow you’re soup-er mean!
Red Eye: Stooooooooop
- an hour later -
Red Eye: IT WAS FUCKING TACOS?!
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spiritmoodboards · 9 months
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Hello, I may not have a ton of followers at this time, but I just wanted to let you all know, especially those with requests in the list, that I'm going to be gone for a few days. To make sure I post at least something each day, I am also changing the queue to only post once per day. I'll be back very soon, but will be closing my requests for now, because of this. -Spirit
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neoyorzapoteca · 1 year
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What do you do for work?
while I finish up my thesis and tie up loose ends, depending on the moment I'm a combination of a freelance translator, copy editor, English teacher, pronunciation coach, and private movement/dance/barre teacher, plus any art-related gig that happens to come my way
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Vent under the cut about transphobia and panic and me being just upset
needed to get it out somewhere
"Reminder that trans healthcare is going out the window" "reminder that trans people are constantly in danger" "Reminder that everyone hates you" "reminder that" "reminder that" "reminder that-"
OKAY I GET IT. I FUCKING GET IT. WE ARE ALL IN DANGER CONSTANTLY. I AM IN DANGER. WHAT DO WE DO ABOUT IT?! WHAT THE FUCK DO WE DO ABOUT IT. GIVE ME S O M E T H I N G.
I'm so fucking sick of "everything is terrible" there HAS to be something we can fucking do to save ourselves, there has to be SOMETHING. Please stop putting posts on my dash that are just "if you're trans, be prepared to die!" THAT IS NOT HELPING US. WE NEED SOLUTIONS. MAYBE THERE'S NONE BUT THERE HAS TO BE HOPE SOMEWHERE. I AM TIRED AND SCARED AND SLOWLY GROWING ILL FROM THE HATRED BEING POURED ONTO ME EVERY DAY. GIVE ME SOMETHING TO HANG ONTO. GIVE ME A BRANCH. A STICK. SOMETHING. A N Y T H I N G.
I'm so FUCKING tired. Please god. Stop just telling me nothing is going to be okay. Please. Please tell me something is going to be okay. Please.
Please.
please
i just want a crumb of hope
anything
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gothedrals · 2 years
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that’s it FOR THE YEAR
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debitellsuastory · 1 year
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•puzzles•
It was not love at first sight, nor one of those movie romances that Harriet wanted so much, rather it was chaotic, unexpected and emotional, a hurricane ready to attack and sweep everything away. Elliott came into her life to turn her upside down, all her orderly life became a disaster.
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Maybe it was hard for her at first, but over time she knew how to fall in love with him and the whole pack that Elliot ragged with him.
Harriet being so neat, organized and mental, always listening to her reason because all the sentimental bullshit terrified her, and then there was Elliott, an earthquake of emotions, living by her heart, a free soul who wasn't afraid of flying but was terrified of his own being. Both so different and equal, being the last piece of her own puzzle to solve.
Their relationship took months to blossom, two scared beings, Harriet for feeling so much towards one person, and Elliot for feeling like it wasn't enough. Despite all this, they jumped into the void, realizing that what awaited them at the end was the beginning of creating their unforgettable story, their safe space, growing individually but always accompanied, a story with an expiration date but very intense while it lasted.
When the flower that grew between them slowly withered to an end, it hurt, it hurt like hell. It would be a lie to say that it was easy to leave that story behind, but they both smiled when the memory filled their minds.
Because they were the missing piece of their puzzles but they didn't fulfill the “forever and always” they longed for so much.
Harriet and Elliott were the piece they needed to find themselves again, get to know each other again, overcome fears and accept themselves. Two travelers destined to fix what they did not break in order to continue with the journey that life has provided for each one of them, without fear of feeling and more alive than ever.
@debitellsuastory
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Not forever...
Perhaps not forever, perhaps uncertain,
But right here, right now, I know we belong,
I am the broken autumn leaves covering your lawn.
You're the breeze that hides in the trees,
And just for a split second, you blow past me,
Making me feel alive for one last time,
Like August sipped away in a bottle of wine.
Can you be the spilled ink on my unfinished stories?
Can I be the folded pages of your diary?
For a split second, can we be the unsent letter hidden in our books,
Which falls from the dust covered racks?
Like the light that shines through the cracks.
Can you be the stranger whom I know by his footsteps?
Can I be the sound of a lock turning?
And for a split second, you are returning home.
Meeting me for one last time,
Like a murderer running away from his crime.
Can you be the smell of soil after rain?
Can I be a little kid that slips on the puddles,
For a split second, you were the tiny droplets that kiss the flowers longingly?
Can you be there for me?
For I am scared,
For you know me all too well...
By @theloudestwomanyoulleversee and @its-ener
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disorentedfae · 2 years
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Guys I have the erge to abandon my normal art style for a little
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amerasdreams · 2 years
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Yay I just made a free logo on Vistaprint, designed business cards, and ordered a car magnet!!
It's true I do get more done when I get the priorities done 1st (rather than getting trivial things out of the way first or doing the things I like 1st which are my inclinations....)
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