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I think itâs on brand for a former Steven universe and Rick and morty blog to turn into a tarot one
"Until we meet again. Yes, that will be... September 1st, in Yorknew City!"
â parting and a (belated) reunion â§ď˝Ľďž: *
If you [ b l a c k ] reblog this.
donât care what shade just reblog.
fuck âto be so lonelyâ is just that Petty Bitch that we donât talk about enough? sheâs sharp as fuckâsheâs got the snarky lyrics and that weird lil melody that keeps you on your toes! mr. tpwk is jealous and bitter and sad and heâs painfully aware of it! he knows sheâs trying to be nice and take things easy on him but too bad, he doesnât want to have to be nice back because it isnât his fault! like the subtle strings that come in under everything like heâs playing his own self-pity party tiny violin???? the way every individual sound is a bit wavering and delicate and punctuated and harryâs singing is just the tiniest bit whiny? and then thereâs the cherry on top of this masterpiece of a song that is the self call-out that is âiâm just an arrogant son of a bitch who canât admit when heâs sorryâ!! we love a self-drag!! and that little pause between that line and âdonât call me baby againâ ?? show-stopping.Â
Just in case you were feeling discouraged.
must my poetry be âgoodâ? is it not enough to merely write a page in lowercase with no punctuation and never look at it again?
Women walked so She could fucking SPRINT
the guitar solo in She
thatâs it, thatâs the post
harry:Â Iâm just an arrogant son of a bitch
me:Â
âBut if you forget to reblog Madame Zeroni, you and your family will be cursed for always and eternity.â
not even risking that shit
scrolled past this, re-evaluated my life, then SCROOOLLLED back up and hit the damn reblog button.Â
Last comment same thing. Sorry to the next person who sees this. I just canât risk it. I have things I need to do before my life becomes hell. Lol
man i fucking hate yall who tf put this up knowing damn well we all gonna reblog it im heated im really sick af bout thisÂ
I donât play that shit lol sorry
WHyyyy
Sorry everyone
If only if only the woodpecker sighs the bark on the tree was as soft as the sky why the wolf waits below hungry and lonely he cries to the moon if only if only
Shiddd
this post followed me to Facebook and im sooo annoyed!
Itâs been a MINUTE since Iâve seen Madame Zeroni, fr fr
I HATE TUMBLR FKKKK SAKES
LMAOOOO
Not tryna fuck up any of my planetary Returns~
One time I didnât and I was broke for like a month but the next time I seen it I rebloged it and a bitch just got 500 out the blue and a 20 gift card
Help me, Madame Zeroni pls
AGAIN?
Me: Iâve been alive for too long thatâs why Iâm angry and bitter
My friends: ...but...youâre not even 18 yet
Me: anyways Iâve been alive for too long so Iâm angry and bitter
the most realistic part of Euphoria is that all sex last 30 seconds and the girls are never satisfied
even tho my posts get zero notes, allow me to introduce myself anyways!
hi, you can call me J-Cat (or J)! i'm a bisexual woman with autism and ADHD, i like writing and gaming, and i'm unfortunately here to ask for some help.
i'm currently in danger of being thrown out of home due to a number of family issues including my sexuality. my family is violently homophobic and abusive towards me.
if anyone can help me out, it would be greatly appreciated!
https://www.gofundme.com/help-a-bi-gal-move-out-of-home
please share and donate to my gofundme so i can afford to move away before the situation escalates! i only have a few months at most to meet my goal!
gonna reblog this every day until i can manage to get some donations y'all please help!!
okay, i donât hate kids. i think theyâre sort of funny. i like that you can talk to them like an adult and theyâll make sounds like they understand. i taught one kid âphosphorescenceâ and he looked at me and said, âthey could just call it glowing if it means something that glows.â the kid undid the entire science community in one sentence.
but i hate kids.
or really, i hate how theyâve always been expected from me.
when i was five i was given âbabies.â i hated the hardness of dolls, disposed of them for dramatic stories between stuffed animals. i knew how to wrap, feed, and care for a baby before i could spell my last name. when i was nine i was already âwatching the kidsâ. i was only four years older than my cousins were. i wanted to go out and play. instead i was expected to have responsibility. by the time i was thirteen all of my friends had told me about how many children they were going to have in their twenties.Â
my hips were âchild-bearingâ hips. my brother was a scientist, or a fireman, or a steamroller. i was going to make a good housewife, or mom, or nanny, or mom, or mom, or mom.
and when my body hurt, i was told it wasnât really my body, not really, it belonged to my future children. i couldnât cut or snip or tie anything; i was trapped by the potential energy that hung above me. a boulder, threatening. i couldnât get tattoos, because what would i tell my children? i couldnât kiss a girl, because what would i tell the children? i couldnât be risky or wild or anything but a lady, because what about the children?
and when i said âi donât want childrenâ - not biologically, at least, not when cancer and depression and a whole other host of terrible things lives inside me - do you know what they said? âitâll change, wait and seeâ âitâs not badâ âyouâll get used to itâ âwhen you meet the right manâ âyou donât want to be lonelyâ.
i donât hate kids. iâm great with them.Â
but then iâm told again that my life will be forfeit to them - something in me snaps angry. âwait until you have kidsâ âyou should travel before you have childrenâ âyouâll be more happy.âÂ
i hate kids! iâve snarled. i donât mean it at all. but god. please, leave me alone. i donât want to be a biological mom.Â
itâs like weâre born with a uterus and told âthis is your whole life. your singular purpose. your job.âÂ
i want to be my own purpose. not here for the sake of passing genes on.
This sums up everything Iâve ever felt about societal expectation of motherhood.
Laying in bed, high as shit crying over how shitty Seaworld is bad,how that park is still open and why people go there whatare humans so cruel for
Iâm not sure if this is common knowledge but if youâre just entering the whole sugar dating thing and if your sugar daddy sends you money but then immediately wants you to transfer it to bitcoin, itâs a scam and call your bank immediately. The money he deposited is from a fraudulent check and if you go through with the bitcoin thing, you could be charged with fraud. Also please use legit sugar dating websites and not regular social media.
not sure how girls confuse âlove your bodyâ with âbe a bitch to skinny girls and preach about how having âcurvesâ makes you more of a womanâ