Latest Posts by idefktbh17 - Page 2

Do you think tumblr will ever learn the difference between “I’m defending this person because I agree with them wholeheartedly and I am also like this person” and “I’m defending this person because your behavior is dangerous and you need to stop”

Imma vent about something.

I want to say that I want no one to be harrassed or anything. I don’t want to cause any harm and everyone can think what they want.

Here it goes.

I am so mad that everyone is jumping ship and assuming that Wilbur is the horrible man who abused Shubble.

Does Wilbur share some similarities? Yes. But are they enough to make even a attempt at a conclusion? Fuck no.

We should be focusing on supporting Shubble and helping her get the strength to escape her abuser and finally reveal him, not point fingers at every which way possible.

She told her story to help people get out of similar situations, not to cause anyone to be attacked and harassed.

This is not about Wilbur nor was it ever made to be about him by Shubble. This is about Shubble telling her story and taking power back.

(I won’t even tag Wilbur cause again, this is NOT ABOUT HIM AND WE DON’T KNOW SHIT YET.)

Fucking hell I am so pissed at so many people right now.

I really like Wilbur Soot and even if he didn't stream for a year I'd probably still be subscribed.

I hope he's having fun exploring all the little oddities of New York City. I hope he gets to hang out in Central Park and enjoys that specifically great experience of sitting outside in chilly weather with the sun warming your face. I hope he's writing silly songs and sad songs and songs I'll sing in my car at a volume level that's probably not healthy for anyone's ears. I hope he eats too much good pizza and bad pizza and overpriced Whole Foods hot bar dinners.

That's enough being parasocial for me. Glad he's taking care of himself.

@abbs-writes-nsfw

HE IS SO- HES SO- HES HES- HE IS HE- 🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

Men who kiss your hand with no apparent reason are angels.

having a uterus SUCKS man bc all day you'll be feeling the "hey bestie check your pants 😃 check it right now 😃 you might be getting your period 😃 hey bestie i think youre bleeding 😃" and then when you check if you got your period and your body is like WRONG ❌️ its The Slime

“And so being young and dipped in folly I fell in love with melancholy.”

― Edgar Allan Poe

I remained too much inside my head and ended up losing my mind

- Edgar Allan Poe

Edgar Allan Poe went hard when he said " Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore."

Father-daughter dance ‼️‼️

I had this weird creepy dream.

Apparently there was a murder in our house, that somehow became the shape of a square but the middle was empty. The women in our house stayed in the higher floors while I stayed down investigating with my brothers and cousins while my father was talking with I don't know.... probably the authorities...? What's weird is my uncle was skiing relaxed with it qnd was recording and smiling normally.

Anyways that's not the creepy part. The creepy one is that when I poked my head through one of the doors that lead to the middle of the empty square it looked like a no man land. Though I saw 3 dead bulls laying on their stomachs as if they're sitting though they were clearly dead as the top of there back and down was eaten. Weird part the corners of the bull wasn't eaten and the blood haven't spilled so it was like tube full of blood. Now one of the creepy things in the dream, if you wanna call it that, is that there's a dear or a goat , I don't know I didn't go that close to see, was alive and swimming inside the bull whixh is all bloody. I didn't dare get closer and quickly stepped back as whatever that thing was giving a very off vibes.

Wait, I am not done yet. Stepping back I accidentally walked back into someone. I turned around and it was my mom holding alot of pens, they were for some reason black?, and my sketch book. I looked around and found the woman of my family came down. My mom asked me if I wanna draw something, but I shook my head and told her I need to help the boys.

Now for the very creepy part. She dropped the pens and the sketch books and along with that friendly smile of hers and looked at me dead in the eye's and told me in a very serious and deep voice " let the murder be". Though her eye's weren't the usual warm brown happy eye's, they were very black and void of any emotion, which crept the fuck out of me and I woke up panting.

Wait wait wait, there's still more. I drank water and went to check the time, and guess what ? It was 3:33 fucking in the morning. That was all that needed for me to panic and turn the lights on as everything became overhelming.