Happens.

elizabeth. 22. you'll find me by the ocean, taking dabs and listening to rap.

[pourme-another]

You just don't get it and you just never will.

[inag-mag]

Paintings by Alena Shymchonak

[pourme-another]

And i would love to feel alive again, but i guess that can wait.

[bekkathyst]

BEKKATHYST WINTER 2019/2020 GIVEAWAY

~This giveaway is in no way affiliated with Tumblr.~

Please read thoroughly before entering!

Hello lovely Tumblr folk! It’s that time again- I have a giveaway for you all. But this time our giveaway is far grander and more magical than any we've had before! We've fallen on some tough times lately, and we could use all the support we can get right now. I'm hoping that throwing this big bundle of love out into the universe will bring back some good things to us 💜😘

We have both an online store and a physical location that could use your support!

My business is just a small, family run establishment that I started here on tumblr in 2013. I've been lucky enough to grow to the point where my husband and I opened a brick and mortar store and I've been able to employ my mother and sister as well! I've been supporting my mom and younger siblings since 2016 💜 I've always put compassion and ethics above all else in my business!

What the winner receives:

This absolutely massive top quality amethyst cluster display piece from Uruguay. It weighs OVER 20 LBS and sits on a custom made metal stand. It measures about 15" tall (over 1 foot!)

This piece has a retail value of about $1,300 - this is by far the most valuable giveaway we've ever done!

Rules:

You must be 16 or older. (If under 18 you MUST have parent’s permission)

You don’t have to live in the US to join!

Shipping is entirely free, I will cover it. But if you live outside the US and for whatever reasons your country wants to charge you import tax, you are responsible for it. If it gets sent back to me, you will need to pay shipping to have it sent again.

You must be following me, so you can get updates if anything about the giveaway changes.

Please check out our online shop!

DO NOT tag this post as giveaway. That will risk the notes getting messed up, and this will be ruined for everyone.

Reblog this post to enter. Likes count, too. No giveaway or spam blogs. If you reblog on a side blog, let me know in the tags what the name of your blog is that you’re following me with.

Please don’t spam people with reblogs- limit 2 reblogs per blog per day.  

At the end, each entry will be assigned a number and the winner will be chosen by a random number generator.

The giveaway ends Friday, January 31st, 2020 at 6 pm Pacific time.

The winner will be messaged and must respond with their full name and address within 24 hours, or a new winner will be chosen.

Please respect me and my rules, and have fun!

[rememberedwithlove]

[tumbrr]

if people want to leave

let them.

[theshitpostcalligrapher]

[compulsive]

[pourme-another]

My boyfriend and I make pour paintings, and are finding ourselves a bit short on money for bills. We currently have over 100 different canvases available in different sizes, shapes, and various colors. If you are interested, please message me for details or for a custom painting.

Prices range from a 6x6 inch stretched canvas at $20 to a 12x16 inch canvas for $75, but am also willing to accept reasonable offers if you fall in love with a certain piece.

All prices include US shipping, international will be an extra charge.

[pourme-another]

Its just not fucking fair.

I spent half of my fucking life in toxic situations trying to convince everyone around me ( as well as myself ) that you loved me. And FOR WHAT? It makes me literally fucking sick to watch you having a blast and getting drunk when i went into debt and gave up 10 years of my life conforming to your needs. To save your fucking life. And once again, for what?

Its taken me over a year to write anything about how fucking angry I am. Or to even let myself be angry at all. But here I am, and I'm no longer embarassed to feel it. You DESTROYED my self esteem, pushed away every single friend i may have ever had, convinced me no one else would ever put up with me, that I'm crazy. And i believed you. And so did everyone else. No one knows how fucking emotionally abusive you are. Your facebook friends dont know who you were behind closed doors. Everyone always just accepted you. I was always the one who had to explain herself, to justify my actions. I was a person I didnt like for you. To keep you here with me. And the worst part is that you let me. You say youre so happy now and that youve never felt this way, things are so black and white for you. Ive lived with this shadow for too fucking long for you to just act like I was the reason for everything bad that's ever happened. For everyone to assume im some raging bitch that ruined your life. Well what the fuck about mine?

I know you wont ever take accountability. And that no one we know will ever fully understand the truth. But for me to finally, openly, wholeheartedly say fuck you Johnny, and the whole fucking Hodges family for that matter, brings me a peace i didnt realize i could know. And though i do, and always will care for you in some way, I dont wish you the best anymore. I dont wish you anything at all.

[cobaltnights]

[wonkytooth]

“You will not recognize me. This time, I put my pieces back differently.”

— Malia Makana, Like Differently Love  (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)

[burtoo]

American Poetry - Brendon Burton

[pure-ponderings]

[photosbygy-deactivated20200605]

[dreamsandbridges]

[unchildhood]

MARY OLIVER

Thirst (2006);

original photos and edit