yeah i can't do tictok but would rather have the wildest/fun ones curated by somebody else. that's the only way for me. go in and rake through the mud, find the gems and display them my way
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yeah i can't do tictok but would rather have the wildest/fun ones curated by somebody else. that's the only way for me. go in and rake through the mud, find the gems and display them my way
i guess as a woman it's more preferred to be longed for and not just desired but the subject of yearning rarely gets to consummate it
do you want Solutions or Comfort? Sometimes these things aren't compatible.
i.e. if i completely followed the advice of ppl who generally say things i agree with, id still be in student debt up to my eyeballs with a useless master's degree (i only have a useless bachelor's)
one piece of advice i balked at at first but came around to is that even people you strongly disagree with have valuable information you can use... i may not like it but it is true. youd be surprised where i found some of the books/advice that actually HELPED me not just made me feel good came from. i may agree with X but Y gave me a new perspective on an issue that made the issue not a problem anymore. you gotta know when to filter out the garbage and be able to get the gold nugget out of it before trashing the rest.
im more afraid of me than the man because if he is attractive and a decent person who knows what id be happy to do (within reason)
this one kid told me point blank (i appreciate his honesty tho) that he wanked to my myspace pics. i locked my main photo album right after.
i realize this shoots me in the foot in terms of dating because men typically start off as "just friends" with women before they make their move but i just don't like the idea having open contact with men i barely know. so just because we went to high school you should have access to all my pics and life updates 15-20 years later? hee-ECK no. that goes for women too. keep them guessing. and any serious friends i may make along the way will understand this. like oh she off doin whatever she doin but she's only a call away.
i dunno i like being a ghost online. only 1-2 pics of me. barely talk about my life under my real name. i like being mysterious. and not being available 24/7. like if a person doesn't have my number, they have little access to me. that's the way i like it. i cant undo my 2000s online habits.
i was so uninterested in high school boys that kids assumed i was a lesbian but i just preferred playing video games drawing and being online.
highlight of the weekend was when a baby praying mantis clung to my jeans against the wind
trying to ween myself off Facebook and get hooked back up into Lipstick Alley
in that time of my cycle when just thinking of moving exhausts me. im lucky i mainly get fatigue and not mood swings during this time. my sis gets the Worst cramps. cramps so bad you can't go to school/work. my uneducated guess is it was all the dairy consumed since a child. i barely ate dairy outside of pizza cheese and have 0 cramps. no cramps and i bleed only 4 days at the most.
yoshitaka amano's art means a lot to me because that's the man ppl always brought up in the comments of my deviantart about my wild teenage sketches
but i do enjoy when older black women chat me up like a great auntie, reminding me of the women on my dad's side. i met one the other day and we exchanged numbers on a whim.
and it doesnt help my name is Angel. People think up all kinds of connotations and assumptions when a nice woman is named Angel. nope im not here to rescue No Body or clean up anyone's messes. I got my own body and mess to look after.
we almost had a kitty choose us as her family--we named her Smokey--once she darted into the house and it was a while before we put her out again. my mom didnt like animals so there was no way Smokey was gonna be our pet but we'd feed her and played with her (mostly me). but she scratched my sis (not Smokey's fault) and when my dad heard it he went overboard as usual. trying to keep Smokey away for good he kicked her full on in her stomach. I'd still see her sometimes around. Eventually she got the hint and stayed away. She was better off not being with us.