hummingbird

Glitch, he/they, 21+

[glitchfinch]

hey i am officially abandoning this blog for good. i'm leaving it up because this is 10+ years of bullshit on this blog that i am not willing to just delete, but i can't be on here anymore. i genuinely don't feel like i can be myself on this specific blog, so! im moving.

if you want to follow and have my discord, send me a dm! if you're a friend who feels obligated to follow me despite us not talking for years, don't! use this as your chance to cut this dead end off.

[catmask]

exhausted of hearing 'its not that deep' you are staring at your reflection on the surface and falling in love with your own comfort at the water's supposed lack of depth. you scold someone else for diving in and disturbing the surface and making you look down between the ripples

[infectiouspiss]

you have to stay alive. you're going to be such a beautiful middle aged freak. young freaks will see you in the street and know that things can be okay.

[iwritebigbellies-blog]

I was 22 when I got my first bookstore job, and at the time my entire experience of "old people" was my grandparents, none of whom had been particularly healthy, and none of whom I was close with. To my young eyes, all they did was sit around and be old. That was life after 60.

The owner of the bookstore was this grand old dame of 76 who had been in the business for 40 years. She'd had three kids with a husband who was extremely gay, and as soon as those were old enough, they split up. She read on an epic scale, was an avid follower of the opera, sang in several choirs, and scheduled arts programming for a private club. She had gentleman callers (so they styled themselves) at the store continuously the entire fifteen years I worked there--yah, into her NINETIES. She never took up seriously with any of them, because they couldn't keep up. She was impeccably dressed and put together every single day of her life, drank regularly, and said they would pry her estrogen supplements out of her cold, dead hands. She had a gang of elderly single lady friends, though, and they went out every night of the week. They knew everything and everyone, collectively. She got her first smart phone in her mid-80s and became extremely Online. I bet she's on Tumblr now. She is 96.

This blew my mind. Life didn't have to be over...ever.

We worship youth in our culture. Only the young have futures, and the aged exist to enable the lives of the young. We act as if by the time you hit forty, you've had your chance. You are now expected to step aside and scede life to others.

FUCK THAT. I have a lot of life ahead of me. I have places to go and books to read and people to fuck and food to eat and music to dance to and emotions to feel and nazis to punch and stories to tell and hearts to break and ventures to capitalize and empires to conquer. I am going to be doing this for the next fifty years, minimum.

Life has so much in it. Do it all, forever.

[tlirsgender]

When a song’s a banger but the lyrics hit a little too close to home

[wholeheartedsuggestions]

your love was not wasted.

your love was not wasted.

your love was not wasted.

it was just not meant to be forever.

[sixofclovers]

hecate

[caseyscraftycorner]

You ever get so stressed by current events that you devote yourself temporarily to some project or another just to keep you from endlessly checking how things are going?

Anyways, this is Mort

[caseyscraftycorner]

My mom said Mort should have a hat, so I made Mort a hat.

[caseyscraftycorner]

literally every time Particularly Stressful News happens, Mort starts getting notes again, and its always bittersweet to me. Like, on the one hand it reminds me of how much shit sucks right now. But on the other hand, i'm glad people find comfort in Mort and his silly little hat. i'm glad he's making people's days a little bit better still.

[fruitpilled-peachcel]

[magical-girl-tetia]

Bruh your fault for touchin his damn orjanje

[april]

[what-even-is-thiss]

“Cats don’t actually love you”

A cat is a small creature in the middle of the food chain that is fully aware that you are a very large thing that could stomp its head in at any moment and yet it chooses to rest its tiny little head on your leg for a nap and spreads out on the floor near you exposing its belly and its most sensitive organs. It brings dead mice and bugs to you to share food.

Don’t you get it? This tiny thing trusts you. It wants to help you too. It licks your leg thinking that it’s helping. It kneads on you to find comfort. It shares its body warmth with you in the cold and gives you your space in the heat. It hisses at other mammals it sees outside including other cats in an effort to protect its family.

Cats love you so so much. But they will keep trying to eat plastic.

[prettydumbloverboy]

Actually, people are good by nature and you’re a fool if you think otherwise.

[prettydumbloverboy]

When you sneeze in public, strangers will say “bless you”, even though they don’t know you.

When you ask for directions on the street someone will show you the way, even though they have nothing to gain from it.

People squeeze their legs against the chair so you don’t have to hop over them on your way to your seat in the theatre, and make funny faces to make babies laugh, and purposefully step on leaves to hear them scrunch, and hold the door open for someone leaving behind them, and ask what floor you’re heading to when you enter the elevator, and send others photos of things that reminded them of them, and recommend each other songs, and ask if anyone else wants a coffee because they’re getting one, and make videos teaching how to sew a button, and wish on shooting stars, and share fun facts, and listen to others rant about things they don’t even understand, and let you cross the street first, and give a bit of their food to others, and laugh at jokes they don’t find funny to make you feel good, and listen to kids talk for hours about nonsense, and let you know your keys fell from your pocket, and they may be strangers, but with every little gesture they’re saying “I love you, I love you, I love you”.

[phinarei]

God, I needed to read this today. Humanity is overwhelmingly full of hope and kindness and it’s very easy to forget that these days.

[starkid2464]

I will always choose to believe that there is more good in this world than I can ever know.

[nosimpincurly]

You’re not depressed. You just need $250,000 in your bank account.

[catherinebunnington]

Reblog to materialize $250,000 in prev's bank account

[c3rvida3]

I really do love when I get called a fujoshi because, like. Look, it's not a cool thing to call any gay trans guy, but with me in particular, it is REALLY apparent that that's just your catch-all insult for gay trans guys. Really obvious that you were just throwing some spaghetti at the wall and hoping it stuck. You didn't even look at my blog. There's not even real life guys kissing on here. Or anime guys not kissing. I was just talking to my spouse about anime boys I am capable of naming, and here is the full list: Goku, Sasuke, Naruto, etc. That's all of them. Ain't a holier-than-thou thing, either. Just not my scene. And it's also a thing where, like. Let's strip away the porn and romance parts of it. I didn't transition to be a twink. If you did, I am hootin' and hollerin' and crushing beer cans against my forehead, but I'm fat and hairy and covered in tattoos and I often find myself in a hunting supply store staring at the novelty T-shirts and thinking, "That's a solid pun and a beautiful wildlife painting. I can't pass up the opportunity to wear this to a chili cook-off or perhaps to a different hunting supply store." Just the way it worked out for me, you know? I think maybe if you asked the people who know me to rank things they'd be likely to find me doing, they would all put "gnawing on a human corpse buck naked on the side of the road" slightly above "rubbing one out to anime boys kissing". But yeah. I definitely transitioned because I want to pretend that I am Sasuke kissing Goku. That's what I'm up to for sure, you ribbonless county fair hog.

[c3rvida3]

Thinking maybe this post came off a little harsh, so I do want to clarify that if you're reading this and you want to kiss Goku so bad that you're thinking about going down to your local Planned Parenthood and doing some steroids about it because you feel like that's really gonna help you get into the zone Goku-wise, you might actually be the coolest dude on the face of the earth. I think you really know what you're about, and I'm into it big-time.

[theory-0f-everything]

[maculategiraffe]

just recently discovered adhd focus playlists on spotify, that play music or noise designed I guess somehow for adhd relief? like an auditory stim collection to put on in the background to help you focus at will / not lose your mind while you do a boring thing

and I was describing the effect of some of these tracks to my boyfriend and said "some of them you put on and they really do kind of scratch the brain itch"

and he looked sort of distressed and said "is your brain itchy?"

and I was like yeah that's actually not a bad working definition of how adhd feels. and he was like "god. I'm so sorry" in this really serious tone and I was like THANK YOU it is HORRIBLE and I have been coping VERY IMPRESSIVELY for SOME TIME

[dreamerwitches]

More Homulilly to soothe the soul

I love that the lace is semi transparent like that, it doesnt look cheap and nasty. My only worry with this irl version is that the spider lily looks very flat. It all being the same colour looks wrong :T I need that variety that the proper image looked like it had.

I really really hope this means that if she does good, there will be more witch merch uwaaaa. I think Oktavia would do very well too. Honestly, starting with a magi witch that people know more is a very good start

[bananonbinary]

one of the hardest things to learn as a depressed former Gifted Kid™ is that half-assed is better than nothing. take the 50%, 40%, even 20% job. scrubbing your face is better than not taking a shower at all. picking up your clothes is better than never cleaning. nibbling on some bread is better than starving.

DO THINGS HALFWAY. NOW YOU’RE 100% BETTER OFF THAN YOU WERE BEFORE.

[redheadhatchet]

One of my college professors used to say “anything worth doing is worth doing poorly.”  I didn’t understand that for years because I didn’t do anything poorly, I couldn’t do anything poorly, I had to Do Everything Perfectly.

But brushing your teeth for 30 seconds is better than not brushing them at all when that 2 minutes seems exhausting.  Doing ten minutes of yoga is better than 10 minutes of sitting when 30 minutes of cardio sounds impossible.  Changing my clothes is good when a whole shower is impossible.  Standing on the porch for a few minutes is worth it after being in the house for three straight days because I don’t have the energy to go anywhere.

Anything worth doing is worth doing poorly… because doing it poorly is better than not doing it.

[resetium]

someone please hit me over the head with this post every day for like the next week thanks. a mention, a reblog with text, a message, something.

[charbroiledchicken-deactivated2]

if it's good enough for you, then it deserves to be made. don't let anyone else decide if your story is worth it or not.