How I look at THAT one teacher I have a crush on:
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How I look at THAT one teacher I have a crush on:
Nobody apologized for how they treated me they just blamed me for how I reacted
The issues are issuing, and I just want to be hugged and cuddled right now.
yeah alcohol is cool but have you ever been someone's first choice? me neither. pass the bottle.
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does anyone else just want a older man purely for love and understanding, not just for sexual stuff? like yes tell me jokes, tell me how many tattoos you have, send me silly photos of you, rant to me about how shit your day has been. get your head out of your ass
poor guy doesnt know hes being stalked by a teenage girl
I swear, people say “it’s okay to be alone” like that’s some profound wisdom, like they’re bestowing upon me the ultimate comfort. Yeah, no shit it’s okay to be alone. That’s not the problem. The problem is that I don’t want to be alone. I’ve done it. I’ve mastered it. I’ve got the lifetime achievement award in being alone.
And the thing that pisses me off the most? It’s always people who have never actually been alone who say this. They’ve had friends, relationships, people who care about them, and yet they’ll say shit like, “Sweetie, you just have to learn to enjoy your own company.” Bro, I have been hanging out with myself for years. We are sick of each other.
Like, imagine someone stranded in the desert, crawling on the sand, dying of hydration, and someone walks by sipping a cold drink like, “You know, hydration isn’t everything.” Oh, word? Let’s trade, then. Give me your full, rich, connected life, and you can come experience the joys of prolonged solitude. I’ll even throw in the emotional numbness for free.
Why do some people act like wanting companionship is some kind of weakness? Like, sorry I have the audacity to crave human connection. Sorry for having a completely normal human need. We’re social creatures by nature, prolonged isolation tends to harm mental and physical health.
But sure, tell me again how it’s “okay to be alone.” I’ll be sure to pass that wisdom along to my reflection while we share yet another meal in total silence.
and it's just that sometimes it feels so alien to be aroace. Because online spaces fixate on romance in fandoms, to the point of infighting and angry rants and name calling and theory videos and threats to the creators if Their Favorite Ship isn't canonized. And you just hope the characters stay friends and hug and hold each other, and feel a little alone when the inevitable romance happens and you hope to find yourself in a new form of media. And then you step onto the grass and your friends are dating and your family is asking if they can pay for an online dating app for you and they try not to pretend that they're desperate for you to have a family, because there's only one way a family happens--between two people who kiss and make love and have children and you just can't tell them that you don't want it. That you want a family, not made of lovers but of friends, and you get sympathetic, pitying smiles that say, "You'll get it when you're older" but you're nearing 30 and you Know, you Know, you Yearn for a parter who is a friend and nothing more, even though it is More to you to be a Friend rather than a Lover and you want to cry because they just Don't Get It. You want romance to continue to exist, but away from you, where the pressure and expectation of it is not looming over your head. But there are times where you hope it'll finally come to you, so you can feel normal and date and not feel a numb, churning anxiety as you sit across from them in the restaurant and hope, beg, that they'll never want to kiss but instead talk about plants and maybe watch the stars together and bask in each other's warmth with no further expectation that you love them, pinkie entwined in theirs, and that this is the strongest expression of your love, and that you're not missing something inside of you because you don't want to kiss.
fuck my emo life I need more friends
and suddenly, again, I feel really tired, as if the world is draining me of everything i ever had