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@kimmy--kat
hello, me!
y’all, I’m feelin’ like myself again!
… help build my confidence?
thanks in advance! *hugs*
Gods above and below…
I am in love with a narcissist…
… again.
How…? How do I navigate these feelings, knowing it will end? Do I stop it now, or enjoy the ride while it lasts?
Do I answer the call… and ride yet again?
I find myself bored… to tears. I have few friends, and fewer still who get me. No one in my current life… really gets me.
I feel I have to mask… with everyone.
I’m looking for people I can be me around who want to hear my tales, who encourage me towards my goals… people for whom I can do the same.
Where do I find them? Meet them? Spend time learning if they’re a new and worthy friend…?
I didn’t expect to hurt this much… being a lost toy found… finding myself on the shelf… with other toys.
When we first met, there were so few other choices… other toys to hold his interest. It was wonderful. He played with me… at least daily, sometimes all weekend. But, I was lost for a time.
Then, I found him! It was wonderful… thinking I could to pick up where I left off. I found he’s grown… changed… picked up other toys.
He told me to stop, I couldn’t be up in his space the same way… things are different now.
I find I’ve been put on the shelf… with the others.
Truthfully, I had been expecting just this. I don’t like being on the shelf but I want to be in his collection… so, I must accept his terms.
Even when told I am a prized toy or a fun toy… *sigh* … I’m not the every day toy… I know that… and it hurts.
Tonight, my heart is breaking. I hear all this belly-aching. So much fear of retaliation, in bullies of our nation. They know how they’ve treated the winner before, thinkin he’s coming to settle the score...
But, that’s not who Joe Biden is. He’s a gracious man, who hopes you do better in the future... and, will likely help you to get there, regardless of the nasty things you have said or done to him and his.
So, let’s pull-up our bootstraps and get to work! WE have got to clean up this nation! Quite literally!! OUR bridges are crumbling. OUR systems are out-of-date. OUR health and wealth are worth working for! WE THE PEOPLE will clean up this mess!!
My Story How all this began... ... to think it started with a thought about glitter paint. I was sitting in my room, thinking how to design the space. I thought of adding glitter paint to the wall around the attic access. Which brought my attention to the knobs. That made me remember that I want all of the hardware in my bedroom to match. This meant that I would likely need to change my furniture, all because the hardware was different. I needed a Carpenter. My thoughts went to what I would write as a want ad: Wanted - Carpenter, work to spec within a deadline, part-time with full-time possibility. Will provide materials, hourly rate, and a completion bonus. I also provided this person space... and my ideas, designs for my own furniture... with the matching hardware. This became the first line for my company. We advertised on social media and sold projects in the line based on my furniture, different woods and finishes. We grew, adding more carpenters to the space with their own ideas on lines to make, as well as a new line for my first carpenter... who became my partner. Suddenly we had a large company, with its own factory, warehouse, and showroom... a wide range of advertising, very specific contracts and completion rates, even project difficulty settings. We were dealing with pay and compensation, benefits, pension... longevity. I saw a need... to employ these newly minted carpenters, being very important for civilization and society, who came together, honed their skills, and sold their wares. I still laugh when I remember this all started with a thought about glitter paint.
“I prefer to live how I am, rather than how you want to see me.”
(expletive) you and the white horse you rode in on
I am struggling.
 Empty.
 Hurting.
 Scarred.
 Scared.
 I am trying.
 Working.
 Doing.
 It isn’t enough.
 I need help…
 … yet…
 I am struggling.
The Litter-Box turned 6 today!
#TFW you’re hitting your head against the table, questioning your decisions... https://www.instagram.com/p/BofgvK0H1-_/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1w4wh2hv7qbur
Happy Christmas...?
This winter is kicking my butt.
I’m not feelin the holiday spirit and I’m dreading the new year. My sister’s passing hangs around my neck like a stone, dragging my heart down. 15 years... my kids don’t know her... her laughter is fading from my ears... her hugs are ghosts in my arms... even the sting of her anger has lost its redness. It’s a grief you never really get over, you can only get through... and this is a dark place today. So, I’ll smile and laugh for my family and friends, but I hope for a quiet place to hold myself in peace.
This excellent visual representation of that old scam, “trickle down economics”, has been all over Twitter recently.
And then the glass on top gets too big and too full and all the other little glasses below it break and then they all shatter.
And the big glass blames the little glasses for not working hard enough to hold it up.
*SLAMS THE REBLOG BUTTON*
A very good representation of how it actually works. The basic concept about trickle down economics relies on people with wealth and power not being greedy. If the rich get richer they’ll feel compelled to make more jobs, pay higher wages, and just give the worker a cut of the profit. We all know that doesn’t happen, and the true irony of this is how it rose during the cold war. A time when we had to fight Communism and Socialism because it threatened our very way of life and because it would destroy the world as we knew it.
Or so it was said.
Communism, which is based on someone at the top being trusted to oversee all the wealth, not take any for themselves, and give it to everyone equally; was defined as the ultimate evil to American Capitalism. Yet trickle down economics is the same basic idea with the same general results, it’s just implemented differently.
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