How do I stop running? How didn't you run at all?
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How do I stop running? How didn't you run at all?
As a young person, I feel it's fine when I dont have faith in, don't trust, or distance myself from someone else my age or older. In a sort of sense that I kinda give up on that person. Not because I don't think people are capable of change, but because they are my age or older and have the means to learn better and are at or above my "age appropriate learning curve." And it's okay if we aren't learning stuff on the same curve, and it's okay if they aren't learning with me.
But when I see an elderly look at someone in their early 20's and deem them untrustworthy and this and that and the whole "They've proven time and again they can't be trusted." It baffles me. Especially because "time and time again" in this case implies the elderly person is counting when the person was a LITERAL kid in the legal sense.
I don't look at someone 18, 19, or even 20 who I don't like or vibe with and think those things even if they make really stupid or even hurtful decisions.
Maybe it's because I was so recently just starting my twenties and am now in my earlies, but I hope when I'm old, I don't forget that the young people are just that: young.
And I'd like to think when I get older, I'll remember that I truly didn't know better and was just figuring out how to live and, in some cases, survive.
I hope I give the generations after me the same grace I needed. I hope I don't give up on the generations that come after me and instead give them room and support to grow where I can.
Did it hurt when Castiel raised you from perdition? Cause damn girl you're on fire.
What makes life so meaningful?
The awareness of mortality.
Realizing you were, in fact, not "spanked" as a child, but beaten, is one hell of a way to find out why you have that one lowkey fucked up kink and NOT the standard spanking kink.
But it DOES explain why my ocs backstories have certain reoccurring themes!
*at the doctor*
Doctor: you are vitamin deficient
Me: which vitamin?
Doctor: yes.
Cis men: Life is too short. Start engaging in homoerotic activities. Let that gender ambiguous person peg you.
It got better.
It got better.
It got better.
It got better.
It got better.
You never know just how bad someone can mispronounce your FOUR LETTER NAME until you move to buttfuck middle of nowhere North in the US (aka God's Country, not to be confused with the Bible Belt).
I didn't know my four letter name had seven letters in it until I got here.
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Went to get a license after moving back to my birth state and found out the doctor just didn't record my sex or assign a gender.
The BMV lady was very confused that there was nothing on my Birth Certificate, so she looked through my records. Those apparently also did not have my sex or assigned gender on there.
I don't know how this happened, but I am not gonna complain. I see this as an absolute win.
Growing up, I always saw stuff like "natural-born leader," "never a follower," "always did their own thing," etc. when it came to main characters who had face, for example, an oppressive system. Or even if the character themselves didn't believe they were a natural born leader or such, people they used to know would always be like "yes you are! You always did this, this, and this!" to remind them of who they are.
That can be important, of course, but I think it is just as important to have been "born" a follower. To have always been someone who tried to stay within the lines even if it went against their core self. To have always been the one to play it safe. To have been someone that didn't take charge or to not have peers just appointing you the decision-maker. To have been a "model" child or citizen or student.
And it's not just some crazy event that radicalizes you or makes you become a leader; you already knew what was wrong with the world, you just got tired of doing nothing. You got tired of sitting in your safety net. You got tired of being quiet.
I want to see the followers that made themselves leaders.
Someone telling me I need to forgive an uncle for his knee-jerk reaction to a stressful situation, because everyone has a bad knee-jerk reaction to a stressful situation once in a while, even me. Except my knee jerk reactions don't change the trajectory of a 15-year-olds life, because I actually think about things before I act. And also im not fuckin homophobic. And now that im a full grown adult, I hardly ever have knee jerk reactions even with other adults, so it makes even less sense!
Uncle "made it right with god" can't even apologize. Not that I care, but I do find "the offender has moved on, so so should you" a funny concept. Boosts my self trust bc I know im not in the wrong and im not budging on that like I would have in the past
As a recovering people pleaser, "no" has now become my favorite word.
I have crossed the threshold.
Happy Mother's day to the would-be moms. To the people who have lost their kid(s). To the people who have trouble carrying to term or conceiving. To the oldest siblings who raised their siblings and now have no kids. To the people who help and helped raise someone else's kids and still dont have their own.
Happy Mother's Day to the would-be moms that everyone forgets to tell happy mothers day.
I see you.
Happy Mother's Day.
Everytime I try to write romance it always becomes more of a psychological horror story. I am fine with this outcome.
*looking in a mirror* hey, you come here often?
*looking in a mirror* damn, you ugly as shit, homie
*Looking in mirror* Wait who are you
*looking in mirror* why have you forsaken me?
*looking in mirror* dontpopthepimpledontpopthepimpledontpopthepimple--
*looking in the mirror*
...
who...
am i?
*looks in mirror* *Ghost who lives in my mirror makes mirror fall on me*
*looks in mirror* *Ghost
who lives in my mirror makes
mirror fall on me*
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
*looking in a mirror* despite everything, it's still me