I love this so much, I’m gonna start saying “nuts” we need to bring it back

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occasionally subtle
TVSTRANGERTHINGS
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Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
i don't do bad sauce passes

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Three Goblin Art

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DEAR READER

Andulka
Stranger Things
we're not kids anymore.

if i look back, i am lost
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KIROKAZE
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@always-starving-halp
I love this so much, I’m gonna start saying “nuts” we need to bring it back
Vadym Solovyov
dumb dyke energy
ever feel a repeat-girl-in-red-playlist kind of mood?
@ a mock interview
my brain prepping me: Okay, make sure to keep eye contact. Super duper easy. just look straight ahead.
during: *eyeball studies every surface of the room*
brian: h o w a r e y o u s o b a d a t t h i s
y o u f u c k i n g g o l d f i s h
i’m back you fools
y’all have been drinking titty tea lmfaooo
sleep > literally anything
y’all ever crave your bed in the worst possible times
halp i’ve lost my vision goggles
i lost my glasses, but i need my glasses to find my glasses
2018 caddying summer
Golfer I'm caddying for: So where are you from?
Me, an illegal immigrant raised in the Windy City who occasionally has an accent: Chicago
Them: Do yOu mEan cHIck-Ah-gO? Oh, you really aren't from around here, are you :(?
Tired
Tired of feeling tired
Tired of feeling not enough
Tired of disappointing
Tired of disappointing no more
Tired of lack of motivation becoming the norm
Tired of expecting the worse
Tired of receiving just that
Tired of becoming broken
Tired of becoming fixed because what comes next is the previous fact
Tired of continuing this cycle for the 67th time
Tired of counting my failures
Tired of my failures beating my wins
Tired
gayyy
felling hella lonely and gay tonight
Big oof
I fucked up :///. My dumbass got caught having a not-so-friendly substance in my system.
The best part? I had the damn audacity to blame them for the said substance being in my system.
In conclusion folks, I fucked up.
P. S. If I’m allowed any form of defense, I plead that I wasn’t at my best; one could say I was probably at my worst. Therefore, I may have fucked up, pero por lo menos I would be smart enough to never say that sober ¯\_(ツ)_/¯. Dunno if that helps, your honor.
15 years
I’ve been in this country for 15 years, more or less. When a gring@ asks where I’m from, I feel almost obligated to reveal my Mexican birthplace. A way to show I am not like them. That I did not have it easy, at least, in that aspect.
But when a fellow Latinx asks where I’m from, I feel almost like a fake when I respond with this truth. I feel wrong to claim an identity that roots itself from a country I cannot recall and a language I fumble through at times of nervousness and awkwardness.
Though I have documentation for that Latino country alone and not this American one, I struggle to understand which one I can truly call home.
Intro?
I’ll make this as short as possible. I created this account in hopes of finding comfort in tpying my feelings, thoughts, and experiences down. Though it would make more sense to do that in a journal of my own, ironically, I find more comfort putting this content anonymously down than keeping my stories in a home where it could be potentially found.
Basically, there’s no need to read this.
P. S. IF (lmao aggressive much) you do happen to read, sorry for any current and/or future grammer mistakes.