[meladoodle]

when he licks his lips seductively

[fallingpandas]

what the fuck is that thing?

[meladoodle]

my boyfriend :)

[blakemeows-blog]

Propagation update (Blake)

[blakemeows-blog]

Propagation update (Blake)

[meaningfulsuggestion]

You make me feel a little less tired.

[cordi-pessimo-suggestion]

You make me feel a little more safe.

[tinyastronaut-suggestion]

You make me feel a little more celestial

[fluff-oh-suggestions]

You make me feel a little less nervous.

[nighttimesuggestionsbackup]

You make me feel a little less scared.

[corporeal--corvid]

You make me feel a little more normal.

[algidsuggestions]

You make me feel a little less cold.

[affectionsuggestion]

You make me feel a little more cuddly

[deletedtumbeleruser12534]

You make me feel a little more in love

[loveliest-suggestions]

you make me feel a little more happy

[cardcaptor-suggestions-deactiva]

You make me feel a little more magical.

[theseekersuggestions]

You make me feel a little less lost.

[enamoringsuggestion]

You make me feel a little more at peace 

[drugzandtraumalol]

You make me feel a little more strong

[blakemeows-blog]

You make me feel a little more protected

[thigh-highs]

Four rich fathers go golfing.

One of them stays behind to pay the bill and the other three proceed to the first hole. While golfing, the three fathers start bragging about their sons.

The first father says, “I am very proud of my son Arthur; he is my pride and joy. He started working at a very successful company at the bottom of the barrel and now he is at the top!  He became so rich that he gave his best friend a top of the line Mercedes Benz for his birthday.”

The second fathers says, “My son Ivan is also my pride and joy, I am very proud of him. He went to flight school to become a pilot and managed to become a partner in the company where he now owns the majority of the assets. He became so rich that he gave his best friend a brand new jet for his birthday.”

The third father says, “Well, well, well - congratulations! My son, Ludwig, is also my pride and joy and is also very rich. He became an engineer. He started his own construction company and became very successful and a multimillionaire. He built a mansion especially for his best friend.”

Then the fourth father catches up and they ask him how his son is doing.

The fourth father replies, “Oh, my son Alfred is gay and he makes a living dancing as a stripper at a nightclub.”

The three friends shake their heads and say, “What a shame, you must be so unhappy! How tragic.”

The fourth father replies with a bright smile, “Oh no, I am not ashamed at all! Alfred is my son and I love him just as well; he’s my pride and joy. And he is much loved by his friends too. Did you know that his birthday just passed and the other day he received a Mercedes Benz, a brand new jet and a huge mansion from his three suitors?”

[theybby-deactivated20231001]

Reblog to support proud father and his sugar baby gay son.

[diary-of-a-chinese-kid]

[just-shower-thoughts]

We build our houses with the bones of trees and we pour their blood on our pancakes.

[moveslikekeithrichards]

u know when someones had a stuffed animal for a real long time & its all worn out & floppy & discolored & maybe ripped & patched up or missing parts & it just looks like the grossest fucking thing bc they loved it so much for so long like u know that things seen some shit & been all over the place. thats one of my fav things in this world

[autistichulk]

My favourite kind of art

[witch-of-the-ocean-deep-deactiv]

🌿 🌵 My amethyst and rose quartz needed some buddies and so did my succulents.

[localstarboy]

[thank-you-everyone-deactivated2]

he lived with a man for a good decade so

[theheartisalonelyhunter]

newton was a gay sugar daddy pass it on

[352364334737574fr-deactivated20]

my physics teacher in highschool and college physics prof both talked about how he had a forbidden love w his pal fatio lmao

[surprisebitch]

wow physics and calculus are gay pass it on

[cute-animals-only]

[weaks]

i Still cant believe sneaking out is an Actual thing that teenagers Do

[weaks]

this is just so unrealistic to me like what the fuck how do yall do it??? i have Arguments and Questions

1. like what am i supposed to do if i live in a building??? do i just wait for the elevator?? do i take the stairs?? mind me there could be a Lot of stairs 2. how THE FUCK do yall manage to do all this shit without waking anyone up?? this is So Fake!! if i so much as sneeze into my pillow my mom will come into my room and see if my ass is okay and then complain that i woke her up 3. HOW THE FUCK DONT YOUR PARENTS REALIZE YALL ARE GONE?? AND HOW DO YOU MANAGE TO COME BACK?? WHAT THE FUCK!! 4. if my mom found out that id been going places in the middle of the night u bet your ass id be dead the next day 5. i dont believe in this concept At All

[bitcherovas-deactivated20180903]

i mean i guess it’s possible the way american houses are built but it’s still a bit far fetched imo but yea growing up in Puerto Rico in an urbanizacion it was like lmao you can’t sneak out in a house like that. first of all our windows are miami style of whatever, second of all there’s only 1 functioning door (technically our house had 2 but 1 of them had potted plants on both sides so it was never used but in any case both were on the same side of the house), and the house is so small like you would hear someone opening and closing it. plus you just know at least 1 person on your street would be up and would spill that piping hot tea to your parents the next day.

[thisiswhymomworries]

so my sister snuck out of the house one night because we live in an old house in the country that’s always creaking and “settling” which, good news: is perfect for sneaking out because there’s always weird noises anyway; bad news: we’re in the middle of the woods and there’s always creepy fucking noises

but hey, what are white girls gonna do except sneak out at night and through the woods to go have sex with their boyfriends?

what could go wrong??

and I do literally mean through the woods. our driveway is a quarter of a mile long through actual wooded area, and she wasn’t smart enough to grab a flashlight. but she could sort of see the headlights of her boyfriend’s car at the very end so it wasn’t so bad going down to be picked up

except when she got dropped off, she had to make the trip back up the driveway, through the dark scary woods, with no light whatsoever, at like 3 am or some other Gonna Get White Girl Murdered time

and she was high as fuuuuuuuuuuck

so she’s creeping her way back up the driveway, trying to move slow or else she’ll fall off the ground and get lost in the sky forever. really fucking high

then she steps on a frog

because we also have a 3 acre “pond” like our property isn’t fucking creepy enough already and my first-time-to-ever-be-high sister stepped on a FROG and apparently it both squished and belched, and keep in mind that with no light whatsoever she doesn’t know what the fuck just happened AT ALL

I wake up to a series of frantic text messages

hlp he lp HEL

dont’ tell momd and dad

i jsut murdered somtheing

also, just for context, this is also the sister that pierced her own ears and gave herself a stick’n’poke tattoo with a lighter and my mom’s sewing needle because she “got restless” and picked a fight with a girl two grades above, half a foot taller, and probably a hundred pounds heavier AND WON

(it doesn’t matter if you’re smol if you get ‘em on the ground and get on top)

anyway

so waking up to an “I just murdered something” text from her was … actually kind of inevitable. siblings are either ride or die or no officer I’ve never seen that person before, and that night, I decided I was ride or die

so then I take MY dumb white girl ass out into the woods in the middle of the night, but at least I’m smart enough to take a flashlight. sister had already texted me she was “onthe driveways” but again, that’s a quarter mile journey

finally I arrive at the scene of the crime

sister: sitting in the gravel, crying, makeup a Mess

frog: laying still beside her, looking like a slightly smaller Jabba the Hut

she points at the frog and sobs that it’s a heart. obviously a frog. a fucking BIG ASS frog, but still. I’m relieved, but also super pissed, because I drug myself out of bed, snuck out too, and dangled my sumptuous human body in front of all the Forest Monsters on my way down here and there isn’t even a fucking body

just a frog, which I pick up to show her is not a heart, and turns out to only be stunned! not dead! still very much alive and full of pee!!

so it pisses all over me and slimes out of my hand, escaping into the night

also, I totally held my sister’s hand with my Piss Hand as I led her back home because she deserved it

[mias-back-from-the-dead]

this was a goddamned journey

[tastefullyoffensive]

[slimy]

it shouldn’t surprise people that respecting a cat’s boundaries (i.e. ceasing to pet them after they paw at you) helps them trust you more

[threedollarwine]

Bathbomb was dropped off at my apartment very abused and scared he hid in the bathtub for an entire 24hrs. he barely/if ever ate for about a week and didnt begin exploring the apartment until 3 weeks in

it was a month before he came up to me and it was hard but i sat kinda near him every day i would treat him like he was a new cat and let him smell me before trying to pet him and if he even looked uncomfortable id gently stop and just sing or talk to him

now he climbs on my back and jumps on my shoulder if i dont pay attention to him so it takes work and time

cats are like ppl and have triggers and quirks and trauma and we have to be respectful and gentle its not that hard of a concept

[dragon-in-a-fez]

this is an Important Post but my favorite part is that your cat’s name is Bathbomb

[writer-ace]

Cleaning advice for people with depression (or other motivation issues):

If you can, buy a pack of those gel things that you stick on the inside of your toilet bowl. They actually work and each gel thing lasts for like a month.

When you drink water (please drink water), use a reusable water bottle. It’s bigger, so it lasts longer without you having to get up and/or clean it, and it has a lid so the water won’t get dusty if you forget about it.

If you can, buy a Swiffer, particularly if the sound of a vacuum bothers you. The dry wipes will get up most things on non-carpeted surfaces, and you won’t need to clean it out.

Use bags in your garbage cans. Seriously.

Throwing away food garbage is more important than throwing away paper garbage. If you have to pick one, pick food garbage.

Prioritize what you need to clean. You can wash dishes fifteen times in between vacuuming your floor.

Clean dishes and utensils with raw meat right after you use them. It’s by far the most important thing to clean, food-wise. Even if you don’t have the energy to clean any other dishes, clean those.

If you can’t make yourself brush your teeth, rubbing off the grime with a tissue will make you feel temporarily better.

Try to shower at least every couple days.

When you have the energy and motivation, do something that will make you feel better later, whether that’s shaving or brushing your teeth or washing the grossest pans.

Ask for help if you need it. Even if you’re afraid of someone judging you, it’s better to have that momentarily than to get sick or get bugs or rats from what’s in your place.

[satanstrousers]

Cleaning out my drawers!

Wait… Whats this?

IT WAS A DARK TIME

[liminalxlove]

You did the right thing

[crrud]

a survivor

[carolaynetran]

so these are two of my paintings I’ve done this semester and my professor has told me literally every day since I’ve painted them that I should paint over them and they just don’t work. today he told me I would never get anywhere in life if I keep painting like this. so I just was wondering do any of yall like them? would you buy a painting like this?

[carolaynetran]

they literally all say my professor is a piece of shit

[lorrainethechicken-blog]

These are gorgeous