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if i had 3 wishes
this is a lot...
This is hands down the funniest video I have EVER seen and I love the pettiness bc I would 100% do this too tfssdhklvaaobvagj
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This woman deserves an oscar
same energy
i feel better today. iām still sad - dina was beautiful and kind and maybe the kindest person i knew.
iāll miss seeing movies with her and sharing a bed with her on vacations, and her hugs and how she got drunk after two drinks, despite being a big gal. iāll miss her.
i think iām going to skip the funeral. my last memory of her was a hug and kiss and exchanging āi love youāsā and i donāt want to replace that by seeing her in a casket. itās not something i want, and iām not even sure i could handle it.
things that have triggered a crying fit:
- when we vacation, the four of us, she and i always shared a bed or a room or whatever. weād always crash early one night so we could eat junk food and watch bad tv. i donāt have my vacation buddy anymore.
- when we saw a quiet place in theater, she got so scared she literally grasped onto my body. it was adorable. we saw dozens of movies together. she was my movie partner.
- her mom just passed away in december. it seems unfair to take 2 people away from a 4 member family. her poor fucking sister and brother.
- who else is 30+ years old and willing to spend over a grand to go to a convention for CW tv show and geek out in new orleans with me?
- we were going on our first cruise in november 2020. she was so so so excited. she was already buying outfits.
- i will never see my beautiful friend again or hug her and tell her i love her and hear it back.
- sheās known me since i was 19/20. i turned 30, and spent a part of it enjoying a beautiful dinner with her and a bunch of martinis. iām so lucky i saw her.
iām sad.
one of my best friends died suddenly today and every part of me feels hurt and heavy and i miss her already
as someone who sells cellphones, i think itās imperative to let you guys know
YOU ARE IN CONTROL OF BACKING UP AND RESTORING YOUR OWN INFORMATION
itās not your cell phone providers job
also, please stop making your old, mean, and ungrateful parents/grandparents/anyone over 60yo upgrade to smartphones
thanks
i have literally NO interest in being at work today
mid day nerd sesh before my vaca ends and i return to work tomorrow š©
iām real into these guys rn, especially this
idc what your mom told you, french tip nails are trashy
hereās the photo my tattoo artist used on his insta
and hereās the true, angry aftermath
getting my frasier tattoo finally
i wish i had giant teddy bear eyes and poreless skin.
therapy had me all fucked up today. i cried more in this session than all 3 years of sessions combined. itās not like it was a bad session, it was just emotional.
we spoke about what 15 year old me would think 30 year old me, and that evolved into discussing how growing up in survival mode still effects my adult life. despite not needing that mind-set anymore and how unconducive it is, it still lingers in most of my self-talk.
so when i realized that my cynicism, especially when it comes to āhoping for the best,ā is a fear-based survival technique due to years of having to deal with the worst possible outcomes in most situations, i just kinda lost it.
i try, and think i often succeed, at being an optimistic person. i am a cheerleader for those around me, and i often focus on the good for those in my life, enthusiastically and uninhibitedly. everyone i care about deserves all the things they want, and i truly believe that.
but when it comes to myself, i tend not to behave the same way. i often think iāve been lucky to be where i am and have the things i have, instead of feeling deserving. and when i want something, like a promotion, i purposely keep myself from getting gassed up and feeling excited or deserving of it. i would rather be pleasantly surprised if it works out in my favor versus let down when it doesnāt.
it made me sad to think of 15 year old me seeing me stable and content and joyful, surrounded by great people... but still believing that optimism is luxury and i still canāt afford it, even at 30.
idk man. therapy is awesome but today sucked a whole bag of dicks.
i was being all emotional yesterday because 30 feels like a huge milestone and iām already a hugely nostalgic person, so it just makes sense.
iām happy. like content, in a way i didnāt quite realize. i take for granted how far iāve come and how many good things i have in my life.
fifteen years ago, i wouldnāt have imagined myself having such an āadultā life, that iāve curated all by myself. i thought iād be forever poor, and reliant on others or the āsystem,ā because thatās how i grew up. success didnāt really seem like an achievable thing.
but here i am! stable and content and surrounded by beautiful people who want me to be stable and content and successful and whom i want the same things for.
itās pretty cool and i feel pretty lucky.
YAāLL IM 30 YEARS OLD TODAY
i celebrated with some bomb cauliflower wings
im back on the tumblrs too!
welcome back, chzbrgr