oozey mess
Cosmic Funnies
if i look back, i am lost
Jules of Nature
NASA
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YOU ARE THE REASON
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
almost home
romaā
sheepfilms
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
Claire Keane
noise dept.
occasionally subtle
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
DEAR READER
Origami Around
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Iām not falling for the propaganda trying to tear apart the LGBTQ acronym, you can pry this community out of my cold dead hands. I love lesbians I love gay men I love bisexuals I love trans people I love nonbinaries and drag queens and kings I love asexuals I love the kinky people at pride I love all queerness get that divisive shit away from me Iām so serious
Maybe if I just work harder, this empty cup will pour again
Maybe the cup needs a bit of time to rest and refill?
Maybe the cup needs to lock the fuck in???
if i can impart any one piece of wisdom to yāall, itās to, whenever possible, assume good intentions
assume people are trying their best, want to be good and treat others well, and that when their behavior doesnāt align with those goals, itās because of outside factors that are pushing them to their limit
itās hard to do, it doesnāt always come naturally, but itās worth it
before anyone jumps in with an āop has clearly never worked in the service industry,ā i work in a public facing library job
i have a patron who is mean as a snake. wonāt respond when you greet her, barks orders at you, and is generally nasty
i couldnāt stand her & dreaded the moment she walked in the door, until i stopped one day & went āwow, to walk around feeling unhappy enough to treat people so horribly every day. what a difficult way to live.ā
and so my tactics changed. i made a point to be extra kind & friendly to her. she changed her hair color one day & when i complimented her on it, she was very caught off guard & said āoh, thank you. my whole life iāve thought i was ugly.ā
now weāre at the point where she shows me pictures of watercolor paintings she made & says hi when she walks in the door. sheās not my favorite patron, but sheās perfectly okay. most unpleasant people arenāt inherently rotten, theyāre just unhappy & coping with it poorly
assume people are always doing their best, even if their best happens to fall a bit short. assume good intentions
deciding one day that you want to build a life for yourself is so scary. like damn I really want to liveā¦ Iām new to this. where do I even begin
I maintain that the best summation of my feminist beliefs are that men and women are not fundamentally different. There are a few quantifiable differences if you average out every woman and every man, but they are not qualitative. And most of them are socially constructed, and would be fixed if we started treating men and women the same. Neither is inherently smarter, neither is inherently kinder, neither is inherently more stoic or stronger or angrier or softer. Everyone is obsessed with the differences between women and men, with finding them and creating them and distancing themselves from the "other half". It's fucked up
Day in the life of Maekar Targaryen
Only for you.
Someone suggested adding Arthurās profile and it made it even more devastating
Begone, Eeyore. Fuck off with you.
she was at the club. it didnt change anything. it didnt save anyone. there were just too many forces against it. but it still matters that she was at the club.
When the story has a sequence where the characters each get personally tortured with their exact personalized greatest fears and traumas
im completely addicted to Open Link in New Tab
if Open Link in New Tab is wrong then baby i dont want to be right
I am a mosaic of everyone I have ever known and loved and touched and I find fragments of them in my playlists and how I make my tea. we may not know each other any more but we will stay connected like this. I hope a fragment of me is with you too.
babe are u ok uve reblogged mosaic of everyone youve loved 13 times today
i just need to have more rules for myself. more rules and limits. surely that will help me
and punishments. more punishments. surely that will help
Youāre Lyonel Baratheon, a Storm King in his own right, and youāre at a 13 year olds name day because itās the only interesting thing happening in ALL of Westeros. Youāre so so bored, and then you see HIM. Heās so big and so tall and heās Slouching, and heās probably here to kill you because heās trying to go unnoticed, even though heās pushing 7 feet. Heās ridiculous and he just wants food.
He dances with you, and youāre not bored anymore.
You ask him to be on your team for Tug of War and when you decide you need a drink in the middle of the match, he calls you by name. You come back but he wouldāve won without you and thatās INTERESTING. He punches the prince. He punches the stupid idiot cruel Prince and you think for sure that heās a dead man, but then heās not. And that too-young, too-small, too-smart squire tells you a backwater camp in the shadow of the castle of a lesser lord is the historic ground on which a Trial of Seven will be held.
Will you heed his call to war? It shouldnāt have even been a question. You tell him itās not about him but it is. You knight the apple boy because he canāt, you suspect something there that you cannot speak of out loud. You fight for this hedge knight.
And all he can do afterword is agonize about a prince. You know youāve lost him already but you have to try. You ask him to come with you, and he tells you what he is. You had suspected but now that itās confirmed you can truly acknowledge that it does not matter.
He is a knight, and heās not yours.
daeron reminiscing about aerionās innocence in childhood, maekar stopping egg from killing aerion but not reprimanding him for it, maekar shouldering the blame for killing baelor while confessing that it wasnāt intentional, eggās horror at the sight of his hair growing back in - this episode had such an incredible, complicated dialogue between morality and family loyalty
