Me trying to flirt: You know, peacocks sound like a person screaming when they shout
Me trying to flirt: You know, peacocks sound like a person screaming when they shout
Yesterday’s supper is what I pick through for the next day’s meals.
I miss the days that my room smelled of incense and honey. A time that felt like I was truly getting better feels so far away.
I get the whole booze sweats thing. What I don’t get, however, is the obvious radiance of heat from my body that occurs.
The fact 100% of the members of Green Day are bi is so funny to me because they’ve been a band since high school and that has to be the most perfect representation of the classic case of one person in a group coming out as queer and then everyone else comes out and you realise you were all queer all along
Constantly pissed at the universe, yet glad it’s kept me alive so far
I personally wanna see less ‘you are not a burden/it’s not work to love you’ and more 'you are worth the work it takes to love you.’ I KNOW I’m a burden sometimes. that isn’t such a terrible thing! humans are strong. we can carry burdens. and it is work for me to be there for my friends, but it’s work I’m willing to do.
we need to acknowledge this because pretending love isn’t work will never make people like me feel less guilty for accepting love. we need to talk about it so people don’t feel bad for having boundaries and not always being up to do the work. we need to accept it so we can properly appreciate what others do for us and what we’re doing for them.
yes it does take work to love you. but guess what? you still deserve love, and you deserve people who are willing to do the work to love you. it doesn’t make you bad. all love take work. and everyone is worth it.
I promise I’m not on my phone because I’m bored. I just get on for a sec to regain my focus on the show I want to watch
I’m a simple person; I see myself in the mirror and I flip myself off while making a dumb face 👍
Does anyone else’s ear do an odd thumping/fluttering sound when you scratch your scalp? What’s up with that??
Everything ends up a joke doesn’t it. The obvious emotional and physical abuse, getting physically punished for standing up for myself, trying to tell my mom about what my stepdad was doing to me in middle school; it all ends up as some punchline to those you trust. Life would be so much more worth it if this bs wasn’t all that there is.
WOO!!! Mom’s divorce from the fucker is finally in the works ❤️ I’m so happy for her 🥰
I could eat a raw onion and bulb of garlic rn rbh
I hear them. The mice in the walls. They chew desperately.
good morning to the losers who check tumblr like a newspaper each morning and yes by losers i mean me
I don’t want to read the news of our impending doom, I want to see memes of the news of our impending doom.
we’re here for the newspaper cartoons, not the words