what’s up y’all time is fake so I logged on to my old blog that’s been inactive for 5 years
if you see this, message me and say hello I’m curious how many of my followers are still on here and also I’m bored
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what’s up y’all time is fake so I logged on to my old blog that’s been inactive for 5 years
if you see this, message me and say hello I’m curious how many of my followers are still on here and also I’m bored
i hate that my first reaction to stress is always Time To Dieâ„¢ like ok calm down edgelord
About the Weather
About the Weather By Leila Berger Art by Olivia DeMirjian
We built our garden on the first of May
When the rain still pours
Cascading down car windows
Seeping into park benches
Bleeding through the soil where our sunflowers grew
You held your hand in mine
As the storm brewed above our heads
Water slipped between our fingers
until we held an ocean
And if we were to let go,
the salt would poison what we’d grown
I’ve never known much about the weather
Only that it cannot be contained
It is the unstoppable force that all of nature bows to
And when thunder cracks and lightning splits the sky
We all stand still
I do not know if it has stopped
I haven’t seen any raindrops
But every time my arm reaches out the window
and grasps at the towering skyline
I feel water like sewing needles piercing my skin
You cannot wait out a storm
The old russian lady by the deli told me this
like it was an ancient fable passed down through campfires and bedtimes
You must embrace it
Let the winds engulf you
as your lungs fill with damp air
A single silver hair drifted from her head
settling on a small puddle beneath her feet
Time stopped between the water’s ripples
and I was once again shivering in our bed
clutching nothing but satin sheets
I wonder if you still wait by the gardens
Perhaps all our sunflowers have turned to weeds
But I will allow myself to be consumed by weather
if you would wait a storm longer for me
tbh Baron Zemo reminded me of Poe Damron,
a really interesting character who was intriguing whenever they were on screen but ultimately wasn’t used to their full potentialÂ
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So...
Summer is arriving and so is my anniversary of being gone from tumblr for a year.
It has been a hard year and I think not being on tumblr made it less hard.
I have decided I will make a new blog. One that is only about what I love and where I only follow people who make me feel happy. Where I will post what I do and not the fandoms that are popular.
I think I’ll make this blog after I return from China, which will be at the beginning of July.
I will not delete this blog because I like the music I have here and I don’t want to transfer it.
I hope some of you will want to come with me as I embark on a new time of my life where I am more at peace. If not I hope you have a pleasant life and it was fun going on this journey with you.
-Leila (katyebishop)
A little explanation
Last night I posted that I am leaving tumblr, this is not me taking it back.
I stand by what I said. I have thought it all over and in my opinion, tumblr is a dangerous influence on people.
It glorifies murder and mental illness. People post things specifically to make others think they have a mental illness which is extremely fucked up.
It glorifies doing nothing with your life and that going on tumblr until you die is funny. It’s not, it’s extremely sad.
What’s the point of your blog? You reblog images, make your blog look nice, and then what? What do you get out of it?
I felt obligated to go on this site and reblog gifs of fictional characters. Why I felt I needed to do so now confuses me.
I am going to do well in school. I am going to finish my novels. I am going to live my life the way I’ve always dreamed I would. And to do this tumblr has to leave the picture.
I am not deleting my blog, I’m too much of a coward to do that. Plus, I like the music I have collected.
I’ll release my saved urls if I feel like it.
Message me for contact details if we’re mutuals or if we’re not I don’t care.
If you take anything away from what I am saying, let it be this. You do not have to be on the website. Pretty much everything is more important. Depending on social media is not a good thing.
P.S. I bought my tickets for SDCC 2015 this morning. If you are also planning on going, feel free to message me.Â
Farewell my friends. This past year and a half has been fun, but it is time my journey on tumblr ends.
A little explanation
Last night I posted that I am leaving tumblr, this is not me taking it back.
I stand by what I said. I have thought it all over and in my opinion, tumblr is a dangerous influence on people.
It glorifies murder and mental illness. People post things specifically to make others think they have a mental illness which is extremely fucked up.
It glorifies doing nothing with your life and that going on tumblr until you die is funny. It’s not, it’s extremely sad.
What’s the point of your blog? You reblog images, make your blog look nice, and then what? What do you get out of it?
I felt obligated to go on this site and reblog gifs of fictional characters. Why I felt I needed to do so now confuses me.
I am going to do well in school. I am going to finish my novels. I am going to live my life the way I’ve always dreamed I would. And to do this tumblr has to leave the picture.
I am not deleting my blog, I’m too much of a coward to do that. Plus, I like the music I have collected.
I’ll release my saved urls if I feel like it.
Message me for contact details if we’re mutuals or if we’re not I don’t care.
If you take anything away from what I am saying, let it be this. You do not have to be on the website. Pretty much everything is more important. Depending on social media is not a good thing.
P.S. I bought my tickets for SDCC 2015 this morning. If you are also planning on going, feel free to message me.Â
Farewell my friends. This past year and a half has been fun, but it is time my journey on tumblr ends.
A little explanation
Last night I posted that I am leaving tumblr, this is not me taking it back.
I stand by what I said. I have thought it all over and in my opinion, tumblr is a dangerous influence on people.
It glorifies murder and mental illness. People post things specifically to make others think they have a mental illness which is extremely fucked up.
It glorifies doing nothing with your life and that going on tumblr until you die is funny. It's not, it's extremely sad.
What's the point of your blog? You reblog images, make your blog look nice, and then what? What do you get out of it?
I felt obligated to go on this site and reblog gifs of fictional characters. Why I felt I needed to do so now confuses me.
I am going to do well in school. I am going to finish my novels. I am going to live my life the way I've always dreamed I would. And to do this tumblr has to leave the picture.
I am not deleting my blog, I'm too much of a coward to do that. Plus, I like the music I have collected.
I'll release my saved urls if I feel like it.
Message me for contact details if we're mutuals or if we're not I don't care.
If you take anything away from what I am saying, let it be this. You do not have to be on the website. Pretty much everything is more important. Depending on social media is not a good thing.
P.S. I bought my tickets for SDCC 2015 this morning. If you are also planning on going, feel free to message me.Â
Farewell my friends. This past year and a half has been fun, but it is time my journey on tumblr ends.
I don't want to spend another second of my life on this place
My queue has nothing I'm logging off
Hopefully I never come back message me for contact details if you want
Goodbye
Dear diary, my teen-angst bullshit now has a body count.
Hamlet, Act III, Scene IV (via poco-loki)
Interstellar fan posters by Poster Posse
The Great Gatsby 2 … they thought he was dead… ……..but they rebuilt him… …faster … stronger … smarter… old sports die hard In The Great Gatling-Gunsby West Egg is about to be Scrambled
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being short
I want you to listen to me very carefully, Harry. You’re not a bad person. You’re a very good person, who bad things have happened to. Besides, the world isn’t split into good people and Death Eaters. We’ve all got both light and dark inside us. What matters is the part we choose to act on. That’s who we really are.
You think life takes more than it gives, but not today. Today it’s giving us something. It is giving us a chance.