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@hemmotionalblender
no i won't take criticism
it’s just me myself and i
spending too much time alone is a scam because i start to think i understand things to an extent but as soon as i go back into the world i feel 14
oh uh girlies were getting into the "too fucking hot at night to sleep" part of the year
sorry sir that is yassified information
it dont even feel like june it dont even feel like any month we just floatin thru time
feelings r like boogie boards. u can try and push em down under the surface but they will always and very instantly come right back up and slam u in the face. i think aristotle said that
why do coffee makers growl at you. What's the point of all that
They’re called baristas and they’re working very hard, they deserve to let off steam however they’d like.
your honor in my defense i’m not reading all that shit
comfy bed. take me home. to the place. where i belong. pillow blanky. sleeping soundly. take me home. comfy bed
My dad was eating pistachios so I reached my hand out and he just started peeling them and giving them to me. Then suddenly went “I really hope you find someone who loves you a lot” and I went “enough to peel my pistachios for me?” And he laughed and said “yeah exactly” before carrying on giving me more
The Raincoat
by Ada Limón
When the doctor suggested surgery
and a brace for all my youngest years,
my parents scrambled to take me
to massage therapy, deep tissue work,
osteopathy, and soon my crooked spine
unspooled a bit, I could breathe again,
and move more in a body unclouded
by pain. My mom would tell me to sing
songs to her the whole forty-five minute
drive to Middle Two Rock Road and forty-
five minutes back from physical therapy.
She’d say, even my voice sounded unfettered
by my spine afterward. So I sang and sang,
because I thought she liked it. I never
asked her what she gave up to drive me,
or how her day was before this chore. Today,
at her age, I was driving myself home from yet
another spine appointment, singing along
to some maudlin but solid song on the radio,
and I saw a mom take her raincoat off
and give it to her young daughter when
a storm took over the afternoon. My god,
I thought, my whole life I’ve been under her
raincoat thinking it was somehow a marvel
that I never got wet.
What if we logged into tumblr one day, and some of us just had blue verification checkmarks next to our urls but nobody knew why and staff was completely silent on the subject
No offense but this is the funniest comment I've ever seen
in 2O2O yall better feel the rain on ur skin! NO ONE ELSE can feel it for u. period
i don’t mean to be political, but what if everyone had basic human rights
in case i havent made myself explicitly clear before:
this blog is 100% supportive of trans women and trans lesbians
OH HE GETS SHY AT THE END
DON’T WORRY POLAR BEAR I REALLY LIKE YOUR DANCE DON’T WORRY
YOU CAN KEEP GOING IF YOU WANT I THINK IT’S REALLY CUTE
DON’T BE SELF CONSCIOUS YOU JUST DANCE ALL DAY SWEETHEART