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LOVE ON TOUR: VISUALS
friendship can be so fleeting no wonder humans are so scared to be vulnerable . what do you mean we put our hearts and souls into people only for something as simple as time to rob our bonds … what do you mean some friendships just aren't meant to last forever?? that sometimes we outgrow people we once knew better than the lines on our palms?? when the version of them we have in our heads becomes outdated, when it means nothing that we know exactly how they take their coffee and why they don't talk about their brother. that today I mean the world to somebody who might only think of me on my birthday in a years time. what an open fucking wound.
Having a hyperfixation while being in a depressed episode is so fucking crazy. All Food tastes bad and I can’t bring myself to shower and reading for an assignment sounds like waterboarding but show me a good fic of Boo Boo Johnnykins and suddenly the world is sunny and for Boo Boo Johnnykins I won’t kill myself for another day
when i was younger i used to be such a disheveled mess, now i'm still a mess but at least i'm pretty
Blondie's voice is like a cotton candy... That's poisonous.
I hate it!
I hate that all the girls in the fandom are “in love” with zemo just because turned out that he’s rich. I don’t like it - like; I was in love with him since “Civil war” happend - not because he was rich, but because he was smart and just well-written character
I was never on sport jocks. I more like cute nerds.
Oh well... You’re gonna be shitting me for thispost, but I’m prepared ;D
narratively I am a fan of romances that don’t ever actually become romances
I don’t mean in an aromantic life partner way, I mean romantic tension that is never resolved or acted upon for whatever reason but by the end it’s clear that both characters experienced the love of their lives without ever acknowledging it as such. but they know. they know.
adhd gothic
- your alarm rings but you are too tired. you set an alarm for five minutes later and go back to sleep. when you wake again, it is light outside and the alarm never went off. it was set for five hours later. you could have sworn you set it to five minutes later.
- your clothes are organized in piles on the bedroom floor. occasionally a shirt moves from one pile to another. you do not remember moving it.
- your desk at work is organized but not. “i have a system” you tell yourself. you are worried someone will discover the truth. you must not let others know you are struggling. your desk at work is organized but not.
- you did not take your meds. your brain is static. you did take your meds. your brain is accelerated static. last week your meds worked well. are they working well today? did you remember to take them? did you even refill your prescription last month?
- your assignment is due in november. it is september. your assignment is not due soon. it is end of october, but your assignment is not due until november. it is november 15th. where is your assignment? you go to bed, it is now november 27th. why do you turn in work late?
- you go to work to make money. you know you make money because you are told you do. your bank account doesn’t change much. you spend more because you are told you make money. you haven’t looked at your bank account for a few weeks now. it makes you anxious.
- there was something you were supposed to do. you didn’t do it, and you disappointed someone. you do not know who. it will come to you eventually, perhaps.
- you trip over a half-knit scarf. one of the needles is missing. you tried to learn knitting a year ago and forgot about the scarf. how long has this been on the floor? where is the other needle? you do not remember how to knit.
- you find yourself growing bored and unconsciousness slips into your periphery. you throw yourself into your work. if you are busy you will not sleep. if you are bored you will sleep. fight the sleep as long as you can. you cannot sleep at night.
- you do not eat and you eat too much.
- your friends ask why you do not reply to their messages. it is overwhelming and you are so tired. you send too many messages at once and are filled with guilt. your friends keep texting you and you do not know why.
- your eyes blur when you read. you skim the words and do not retain. you skimmed this post and did not retain. you do not remember what the first bullet on this post was. you might not have read this last bullet, either. you will still tag the post as though you read it. you understand its essence, and that is okay.
So I’ve been reading/playing Stay? by E. Jade Lomax of @ink-splotch and I wanted to try and capture the enchanting valley of Elaia (and its surrounding areas) as I’ve been picturing them in a moodboard.
Featuring our beloved guardian lion statue, pre-vandalization, the Phoenix Gem, the Fiore Dam, Myka’s house (hers was the one with the olive tree, right? She was my first wife and I can’t even remember which house was hers for sure. I’m sorry Myka!), and the alleyway I picture the graduation parade going down.
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So Gerard’s Quarantine Coloring Book got me thinking, and I’ve had these lyrics stuck in my head a lot lately (what with the quarantine and everything), so I made my own little doodly coloring page with them.
In the spirit of the Quarantine Coloring Book, feel free to color it and post your own colored versions of it if you’d like! (Though of course I’d appreciate credit for the drawing part of it if you do post it :) And please tag me so I can see it!)
“And we’ll love again, we’ll laugh again, we’ll cry again, and we’ll dance again”
~My Chemical Romance, I Never Told You What I Do For a Living
Mi cerebro: Hazlo Yo: ¿Por qué? Mi cerebro: HAZLO
Compilation
being on tumblr is like being in a car in a parking lot
like it's technically public, but you're also sorta in your own little bubble, and people have to be Actively trying to listen in order to hear you, if they're even aware that you're speaking at all. and then sometimes you accidentally bonk the horn with ur elbow and suddenly the whole parking lot knows you're a virgin
fantasy characters: “Geez”
me: who the fuck spread Christianity there
the way she had to turn the comments off...this shouldn't be controversial 😭
Draco Malfoy hated Harry Potter so much that he…
Tried to befriend him in Madam Malkin’s even though he didn’t know who he was at the time, and Harry probably looked a bit raggedy
Tried to befriend him again on the train once he realized who he was
Was so upset that Harry didnt take his hand when they were 11 that he spent most of the next 5 years holding a grudge
Constantly talked about Harry to his friends
Even when he didn’t know Harry was listening, so it’s not like he was just doing it to annoy him
Spent the entire summer between first and second year talking about Harry Potter, to the point that his father actually lost his temper with him because he was so sick of hearing about Harry Potter all the time
Knew a startling amount about Harry despite the fact that they are 1) in different Houses and 2) decidedly not friends
Remember when Rita Skeeter recruited him as a source about Harry Potter and he was actually pretty good at it because he knew so much about Harry’s life?
Remember when everyone thought Harry must be the Heir of Slytherin but Draco knew that couldn’t be the truth because he instantly understood Harry wouldn’t do that?
Started avoiding Harry as soon as he (albeit unwillingly) became a Death Eater, even though then he should’ve wanted to go after Harry more than ever
Failed to seriously harm Harry or deliver him to Voldemort when he had him paralyzed, defenseless, and completely at his mercy on the train at the beginning of 6th year, even though killing or capturing Harry Potter would certainly have saved him and his family from Voldemort’s wrath, and probably would have ensured they received a rich reward beside.
Refused to identify Harry at Malfoy Manor, thus buying him enough time to escape, even though he knew that he was risking certain torture and quite possibly death for both himself and his family
He had Voldemort living in his house. He knew the price he was paying and he knew how valuable delivering Harry Potter could be for him and his family. And his still chose not to.
And he paid the price. Harry could feel Voldemort’s wrath and weeks later at the Battle of Hogwarts Lucius still bore visible marks from what Voldemort did despite the healing powers of magic in that world
Could not harm Harry in the Room of Requirement even though taking him in was probably the last chance he had for salvation for him and his family
Turned his back on the beliefs he had been raised with as soon as he was free to
Yeah. Seems legit.
“Sometimes I think back to my twenty-fourth birthday, when you asked me to make a wish. It was the first time in my life I didn't make a wish for myself; I made it for you.” The Boy From The Piano Shop by @soliblomst
je suis heureux de vous connaître. je trouve ton âme belle ♡
Many of you have seen Slimeriana fuck the 2nd & 3rd time but not 1st time.
I grace your screen, their first fuck
Do authors cry when they kill the best character or do they smile, laugh and have a cup of tea with satan
im so mad at myself wjy is my tumblr acc linked to an alt acc it was supposed tobe linked tto the main one ion feel like posting about my ocs anymore
can noot play the lute?
No, but he can play the flute >:)
(Noot belongs to @jokublog)
I reblogged this already, but oH GOSH-
Thank you very much :> (how do I tell people I’m excited without screaming?)
okay beauties, here's the results!!!
3rd place goes to @idiot-arih
2nd place goes to @l3mons7567
and 1st place goes to @913cell
thank you guys so much for the support!!💖✨ it genuinely means so much to me!
for the winners, please reach out to me whenever you like so that i may get started on your prizes!😁
wait ok now i'm curious how old were you when you joined tumblr and how old are you now
Nikolay Punin, from a diary entry featured in The Diaries of Nikolay Punin: 1904 - 1953