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tambuli

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@el-huddpudd for your poetry tag 💜

notusuallyprepared

This is the prompt btw

cute-animals-only

what’s on your mane, dad

lasarcasticpanda

the last of us constantly, over and over and over, picking apart what love can do to and for a person is devastating and fulfilling. like you will love something so much you continue fighting and you love something so much you will start wars and you love something so much you will cease when it's gone and you love something so much you will lay with it peacefully as you say goodbye. you love something so much you will commit atrocities and not expect to be forgiven because what use is forgiveness when that love is gone? my love matters more than your love, says everyone to each other in an echo chamber. and no one is wrong and no one is right, it's just love.

lousydrawingsforgoodpeople

tolerateit

2023 still sounds like one of those made up distant years someone would accidentally end up in on a time travel mission gone wrong

demon-fetal-harvest

2023 is next week

tolerateit

comeallyelost

We broke up. Exactly one week ago today. I feel empty and devastated. My heart is in pieces. I feel so lost and like I have to build a whole new life all by myself now.

I know I can't say I was extremely happy. I wasn't. But when I spoke up that last and final try in an attempt to get him to work with me and see, he just...called it. Said it wasn't worth. That I'd be happier in the long run if we were apart.

And, well, yeah if you're telling me you can't or won't do the work to improve things, then yes your statement is true. But if you're willing to fight and work through the rough patches, then I'm yours for life, dude.

I'm devastated beyond compare. I never knew this hurt so bad 😞 It all feels so strange to me. Like I've regressed in my life. Like I've moved back ten spaces.

What happens now?

comeallyelost

Came across this post a few days ago. It's been almost three months since I posted this. And well, he came back after 10 very difficult days of grieving.

We're back together now. And wholeheartedly working towards staying that way. I won't lie and say it's what I wanted. I had legitimately thought for some time there that it was for the best no matter how painful the grief was. But there's been a shift in him. And while we're back together, we're conscious of every step being taken, every pebble that might cross our path that wasn't addressed before.

And well, I don't know. I'm happier for one thing. But will the necessary changes and adjustments really, truly come? Sometimes I still don't know.

I wish I knew. I really do.

#personal #loving you has been so happy and so sad all in one #and I knew it wasn't supposed to be like that #but how do you stop

intactics-deactivated20250505

steady companionship, washing the dishes, remembering each other's favorite food, mending the little traits and habits that make us insufferable to put up with, a constant affection that is not disturbed by fantastic highs or devastating lows, patience, good humor, a shared commitment to being good to each other. a mountain of happiness built one pebble at a time, every day, for decades.

and bids for attention returned positively at least seventy percent of the time, according to the sociologists.

bethhiraeth-deactivated20250818

I have three modes of reading

Dont read

Read a 500 page book in a day

Read only fanfiction until my eyeballs drop out of my skull from exhaustion

myreitha

“Death is a rare mercy” Alright folks, time to add a new quote to the list of things that go hard and sound like they’re from classic lit, but actually come from unexpected places

theshitpostcalligrapher

ah hello Thomas ‘TomSka’ Ridgewell. Unfortunately, that is my cue

deejay

found-in-retro-game-mags

Check out these new pictures made from punctuation. (Electronic Entertainer #12, Dec. 1994)

We broke up. Exactly one week ago today. I feel empty and devastated. My heart is in pieces. I feel so lost and like I have to build a whole new life all by myself now.

I know I can't say I was extremely happy. I wasn't. But when I spoke up that last and final try in an attempt to get him to work with me and see, he just...called it. Said it wasn't worth. That I'd be happier in the long run if we were apart.

And, well, yeah if you're telling me you can't or won't do the work to improve things, then yes your statement is true. But if you're willing to fight and work through the rough patches, then I'm yours for life, dude.

I'm devastated beyond compare. I never knew this hurt so bad 😞 It all feels so strange to me. Like I've regressed in my life. Like I've moved back ten spaces.

What happens now?

#personal

theinformationcollector

TIL that when cable was introduced it was advertised as having no commercials due to being a paying service.

via reddit.com

01189998819991197253andahalf-de

>TV comes in on antenna >Has commercials >Cable offers TV without commercials >Cable starts airing commercials >Cable charges extra for bonus channels like HBO >Cable starts breaking up channels into a dozen extra packages with about half a dozen garbage channels for every one channel you DO want to try and convince you to buy multiple packages >People say fuck it and start pirating shit >Streaming comes out >Offers free TV with ads or no ads with a paid subscription >Subscriptions become required >Ads are shown anyway despite it being a paid service >Dozens of streaming services all have exclusive content requiring multiple subscriptions >People say fuck it and start pirating shit again We really came full circle on this one.