ghost @neilgayman69 - Tumblr Blog

can people, like, stop putting images of real people into their "body horror" imageboards? especially disabled individuals. we look like that in real life. we see it when you do that.

fibro-memes

thequietesthing

the incredible harsh quiet revelation that you have when you are diagnosed with chronic illness(es) is that you will never be healthy again. I don't think able bodied people are able to understand what it means to just resign to the fact that your life is not just yours anymore. you share it with a weight that will be with you until you are gone from this world.

fibro-memes

fuckyeahryanmcginley-blog

RYAN (HEAD-BUTT), 1999 “That’s not my blood. I was making out with my main squeeze on a stoop in the East Village and some macho jock dickhead walked by and called us fags. I don’t think he expected me to get up in his face. We scrapped a bit and then I head-butted him and could feel his nose break on my forehead. We ran for blocks, laughing at the top of our lungs, and then jumped into bed, where my boyfriend took this picture of me.”

gaymenaredivineincarnate

That’s one goddamn beautiful picture.

crippocrates

I’ve just about had it with people who don’t think outside of themselves and the social norms they inhabit. Not everyone can physically train themselves out of stiff joints and muscle pain. Not everybody can work. Not everybody can just try harder. I’m already giving my 100% every day what more do you want? If you ever wake up feeling rested be thankful. If you can exist without noise-cancelling headphones be thankful. Everything I do needs to be functional and efficient or my life goes to shit. I can’t waste energy on things that are not absolutely necessary. My brain hates doing those things. There’s too many things. I want to try harder. I want to be thankful of things. I want to try harder.

thedeathofthelamb

Once they're married, Hannibal would look at Will with a smile full of ache and say:

"Never divorce me...just kill me. If you ever want to leave me, don't divorce me, just kill me."

neitherofusideal

I just realized that the way Pazzi described how he came into the realization that the young Lithuanian man he saw in the gallery is the Il Mostro similar to the way Will came into a realization that Hannibal is the Chesapeake ripper in this scene.

theconcealedweapon

aorish-deactivated20251222

I know that its not actually that hard to learn to draw. or paint. or cook. or learn to speak a new language. or code. or any of a myriad of other possible skills or hobbies. but at some point you need to pick some single digit number of those ten thousand things that anyone can do, and to everything else say "i have other priorities" because otherwise you will never do any of them.

and so i think when people say "i wish i could..." they usually don't believe that they couldn't do it if they really tried, or even that they've overestimated the difficulty of doing so. I think what they're really wishing for is that time and energy were not finite quantities and that everything that was worth doing could also be done. because it's cosmically unfair that that isn't so.

thydungeongal

New post, gonna use this to document my journey as a trans woman

thydungeongal

Going to the store

persbaderse

tiktaalic

European: Americans will be like I’m going to watch a whore movie and eat a hamburger slathered in lard

Americans: it’s true I do do this.

American: British people will be like alright I’m off to eat some wheezy bangers (beans and bread out of a can)

Brit: I’ve seen this reblogged by several people I normally trust so: How mocking British cuisine and dialect has a long classist history and how it became frighteningly normalized on an American (uniquely cruel, uniquely ignorant) internet: a thread. 1/?