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athenepromachos · 1 year
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Henry's plan for you and the New Year.....
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And have mind blowing, shag-tastic, vag vibrating sex 🍌🍌🍌🍌🍌🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵
Wishing a very Happy New Year to one and all 🎇🥳
May your 2023 be peaceful and successful xxxxxx
C and the beasties 🐺🐺🐺
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thatlittlecrazy · 9 months
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Look, I know we're all hurting now but consider this:
We will get the happy ending we want- Aziraphale and Crowley WILL get their happy ending.
Mr Gaiman is a good, kind and generous man and he will not let us down.
Hold onto that.
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ohmsservice · 8 months
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Knowing your ancestors were more bastards than the current evolutionary glitch though? Confirms…
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myhughniverse · 1 year
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Video ©thisisdisco on Twitter 🪩
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« Rhythm of Love » is the third album to be recorded by Australian Kylie Minogue. It was released in the United Kingdom on 12 November 1990 by Pete Waterman Limited ( PWL) and in Australia on 3 December 1990 by Mushroom Records. Kylie started to become more involved in the writing and production of the album. Recording sessions took place in London and Los Angelas during early-to-mid 1990. Kylie was credited as a co-writer for the first time while Stock Aitken and Waterman (SAW) were the primary producers along with new producers and collaborations, including Keith Cohen, Stephen Bray and Michael Jay.
« Rhythm Of Love » is a musical departure from Kylie’s earlier bubblegum pop records and has a more sexually liberated image and dance-influenced sound. It received generally positive reviews from music critics being complimented as her best work with SAW. The album was not as commercially successful as Kylie’s previous albums, becoming her first studio album not to reach number one in the UK, reaching number nine on the UK Albums Chart. In Australia, itw as kylie’s third top 10 studio album, peaking at number 10, while also attaining top 20 positions in Ireland, France and Spain.
Four accompanying singles were released: « Better the Devil You Know », « Step Back in Time », « What Do I Have to Do », and « Shocked », all of which peaked inside the Top 10 in the former region. Promotion for: « Rhythm Of Love » included controversial music videos and continued to associate Kylie with an increasingly provocative image. The artist further promoted the album with her « Rhythm Of Love Tour », travelling to Australia and Asia. The album was re-issued in the UK in 2015, when it returned to the UK Albums Chart.
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Kylie Minogue released "Rhythm Of Love" on 12 November 1990."
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helloparkerrose · 2 years
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m0ldyc0ffee · 11 months
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CW: Discussion of SH/suicide/ & depression
I've been clean from self-harm for about a month or more. This isn't the first time I've been clean for this long, but it is the first time it's been genuine. Before, I got clean because I had to, as I was basically forced to. I always thought, "Hey if things get tough enough again, I can always go back to it" or "I'll stop now but I'll go back to once I get out of here". I think this had to do with my environment, and honestly, just the fact that I'd become extremely addicted to hurting myself. I'd become too dependent on pain to take away my mental hurt. I was scared and couldn't see myself not hurting myself. It's weird, but even now, it's like my only trustworthy friend has to go. It's odd, but that's the only way I can explain. Anyway, my mindset continued even after starting medication. Though the urge wasn't as insist as it used to be, it still was there, and I couldn't get it out my head at times. I still thought it was my only crutch. Then, I started another medication on top of my fluoxetine. This helped so much. The satisfaction of hurting myself was already fading, but this completely rid the thought from my mind.
I saw a video of my self harm scars from more than a year ago and I teared up. I at point where I can genuinely feel bad for myself with no shame. I can't believe how much I've changed. I'm not saying I'm fully healed- I'm most definitely not, I've had these problems since childhood but I'm closer to it than ever before I think. And I know I can't heal fully until I leave this household too. Despite all of that, I'm really proud of myself now and then. I don't know what came over me the day I told my mother about my cutting but I'm so glad it did. I honestly think if I'd have kept going down the path I was I'd have been dead a long time ago. But! I'm not thanks to delusion or hope idk
Note: also emdr therapy helped a lot too guys its kinda weird but yea
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my-chaos-radio · 16 days
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Release: January 18, 1993
Lyrics:
You can walk my path, you can wear my shoes
Learn to talk like me and be an angel too
But maybe you ain't never gonna feel this way
You ain't never gonna know me, but I know you
I'm singing it now, things can only get better
Only get better
If we see it through
That means me and I mean you too
So teach me now that things can only get better
Only get, they only get, take it on from here
You know, I know that things can only get better
I sometimes lose myself in me
I lose track of time
And I can't see the woods for the trees
You set 'em alight
Burn the bridges as you've gone, I'm too weak to fight ya
I've got my personal hell to deal with
And then you say
"Walk my path, wear my shoes
Talk like that, I'll be an angel"
And things can only get better
Can only get better now I found you
(Things can only get, can only get)
Things can only get better
Can only get better now I found you and you and you
You have shown me prejudice and greed
And you've shown me how
I must learn to deal with this disease
I look at things now
In a different light than I did before
And I've found the cause and I think that you can be my cure
So teach me to walk your path, wear your shoes
Talk like that, I'll be an angel
And things can only get better
Can only get better now I found you
(Things can only get, can only get)
Things can only get better
Can only get better now I found you
Songwriter:
Things can only get
Things can only get better
Can only get better now I found you
(Things can only get, can only get)
And you and you and you baby
Things can only get better
They can only get better now I found you
Peter Cunnah / Jamie Petrie
SongFacts:
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Homepage:
D:Ream
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myimaginaryradio · 24 days
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Things Can Only Get Better - Howard Jones
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thecoffeelorian · 4 months
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andthebeanstalk · 11 months
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Today my therapist introduced me to a concept surrounding disability that she called "hLep".
Which is when you - in this case, you are a disabled person - ask someone for help ("I can't drink almond milk so can you get me some whole milk?", or "Please call Donna and ask her to pick up the car for me."), and they say yes, and then they do something that is not what you asked for but is what they think you should have asked for ("I know you said you wanted whole, but I got you skim milk because it's better for you!", "I didn't want to ruin Donna's day by asking her that, so I spent your money on an expensive towing service!") And then if you get annoyed at them for ignoring what you actually asked for - and often it has already happened repeatedly - they get angry because they "were just helping you! You should be grateful!!"
And my therapist pointed out that this is not "help", it's "hLep".
Sure, it looks like help; it kind of sounds like help too; and if it was adjusted just a little bit, it could be help. But it's not help. It's hLep.
At its best, it is patronizing and makes a person feel unvalued and un-listened-to. Always, it reinforces the false idea that disabled people can't be trusted with our own care. And at its worst, it results in disabled people losing our freedom and control over our lives, and also being unable to actually access what we need to survive.
So please, when a disabled person asks you for help on something, don't be a hLeper, be a helper! In other words: they know better than you what they need, and the best way you can honor the trust they've put in you is to believe that!
Also, I want to be very clear that the "getting angry at a disabled person's attempts to point out harmful behavior" part of this makes the whole thing WAY worse. Like it'd be one thing if my roommate bought me some passive-aggressive skim milk, but then they heard what I had to say, and they apologized and did better in the future - our relationship could bounce back from that. But it is very much another thing to have a crying shouting match with someone who is furious at you for saying something they did was ableist. Like, Christ, Jessica, remind me to never ask for your support ever again! You make me feel like if I asked you to call 911, you'd order a pizza because you know I'll feel better once I eat something!!
Edit: crediting my therapist by name with her permission - this term was coined by Nahime Aguirre Mtanous!
Edit again: I made an optional follow-up to this post after seeing the responses. Might help somebody. CW for me frankly talking about how dangerous hLep really is.
#hlep#original#mental health#my sympathies and empathies to anyone who has to rely on this kind of hlep to get what they need.#the people in my life who most need to see this post are my family but even if they did I sincerely doubt they would internalize it#i've tried to break thru to them so many times it makes my head hurt. so i am focusing on boundaries and on finding other forms of support#and this thing i learned today helps me validate those boundaries. the example with the milk was from my therapist.#the example with the towing company was a real thing that happened with my parents a few months ago while I was age 28. 28!#a full adult age! it is so infantilizing as a disabled adult to seek assistance and support from ableist parents.#they were real mad i was mad tho. and the spoons i spent trying to explain it were only the latest in a long line of#huge family-related spoon expenditures. distance and the ability to enforce boundaries helps. haven't talked to sisters for literally the#longest period of my whole life. people really believe that if they love you and try to help you they can do no wrong.#and those people are NOT great allies to the chronically sick folks in their lives.#you can adore someone and still fuck up and hurt them so bad. will your pride refuse to accept what you've done and lash out instead?#or will you have courage and be kind? will you learn and grow? all of us have prejudices and practices we are not yet aware of.#no one is pure. but will you be kind? will you be a good friend? will you grow? i hope i grow. i hope i always make the choice to grow.#i hope with every year i age i get better and better at making people feel the opposite of how my family's ableism has made me feel#i will see them seen and hear them heard and smile at their smiles. make them feel smart and held and strong.#just like i do now but even better! i am always learning better ways to be kind so i don't see why i would stop
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pulcheriebalhoud · 9 months
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Howard Jones - Things Can Only Get Better (slowed)
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duranduratulsa · 11 months
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Howard Jones - Things Can Only Get Better
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80's Fest Song of the day 2: Things Can Only Get Better by Howard Jones (1985) from Dream Into Action #howardjones #thingscanonlygetbetter #DreamIntoAction #80s #80sfest #durandurantulsas5thannual80sfest
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postersbykeith · 11 months
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sublimesapphic · 1 year
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well thanks spotfiy :’)
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ngoumapulcherie · 1 year
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Howard Jones - Things Can Only Get Better (Nightcore)
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