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waitingforthesunrise

should waitingforthesunrise have a tumblr comeback

rozanarchy

YES!!

itwashotwestayedinthewater

sometimes you just gotta listen to music at a volume that you know will be part of the cause of your hearing loss at the age of 28

itwashotwestayedinthewater

hey yall. im 25 now and i already have tinnitus <3 dont do this. LOL

itwashotwestayedinthewater

oh btw for those saying “i already have tinnitus haha it cant get worse” YEAH IT CAN BITCH! if you want to listen to music loud do it on speakers at least. headphones will Beam Pain Waves Directly Into Your Cochlear Hair Cells and a 10kHz Tone Loud Enough Will Give You Psychic Damage Forever

itwashotwestayedinthewater

if i have to fucken, translate it to something you’ll understand? Imagine theres a picture of garfield here saying

YOU ARE NOT IMMUNE TO HEARING LOSS

effemimaniac

itwashotwestayedinthewater

hey im in the last week of being 28 now and i dont believe this no more i think we should all passivey hurt ourselves for fun

brokenheartedjubileee

ohhh I understand . the point of life is music

yeonggisbitch

oh mean girl annabel lee i love you

tiktoks-i-enjoyed

shamebats

frozenbluecookies

I've seen a few different people talking about Annabel's insistence on being called Mrs/missus, from an indignant sort of angle, and it's made me realise that we may have vastly different interpretations of Annabel's view on marriage, so I figured I'd throw my two cents in.

The arguments I've seen seem to be that Annabel shouldn't be wanting to be identified as "someone's wife." My counter-argument is twofold.

First and foremost, I say: it's not just about being someone's wife, it's about being Lenore's wife, very specifically. Annabel has demonstrated (and outright stated) time and time again that Lenore is the only thing that matters to her. Do I think that this is necessarily healthy? No, I think she needs some real friendships very badly, but that's beside the point. Every piece of Lenore, and of their relationship, is precious to her, as exhibited by her willingness to run back into danger to find her engagement ring in ep 138. Being addressed as Mrs. is a part of that. It's the only piece of her relationship with Lenore that she can lay claim to publicly, and wear proudly and openly, without giving up their secret. Therefore, wear it proudly she does.

My second point is about the way I interpreted Annabel's objection to marriage in the first place. The impression I got from the posts I saw was that it seemed people didn't think she would want to be identified as a wife. But, from where I'm sitting, that was never the problem. Her objections to marriage were entirely about how it would restrict her life, and change what she was and wasn't able to do (and what she would have to do). It was never about identity, it was about freedom. She never even implied that she cared whether people saw her as a wife, she cared about the practical consequences; the restrictions on what she would be able to do. Her relationship with Lenore is entirely free of those restrictions, therefore she has no reservations about being proud of it.

In conclusion, Annabel's desire to be referred to as "missus" makes perfect sense to me, and is entirely consistent with her character as I interpret it. She reads, as she always has—at least to me—as a woman desperately in love with Lenore, and desperately proud of that relationship, who will do everything she can to lay claim to it, so long as she doesn't perceive that claim as putting them in danger.

nikaalexandra

OKAY SIT DOWN SHUT UP, WE’RE GONNA TALK COLORS

THIS IS SAPPHIRE

THIS IS TEAL

THIS IS PERIWINKLE

THIS IS AZURE

AND THIS IS TURQUOISE

WONDER WHY THOSE ALL DON’T LOOK LIKE THE SAME COLOR? BECAUSE THEY ARE NOT

OTHER THAN BEING PART OF THE SAME FAMILY OF BLUES, THEY ARE NOT ALL THE SAME FUCKING COLOR! WHY WOULD THEY ALL BE THE SAME FUCKING COLOR! DO YOU THINK WE JUST NAME NEW COLORS FOR KICKS!?!?!?

WHEN DESCRIBING A CHARACTER’S GOD FORSAKEN EYE COLOR, PICK ONE YA GODDAMN HIPPIE

sohnderleere-deactivated2018072

As someone who is colourblind this post is fucking hilarious because they are in fact all the same fucking colour

diogenes420

things heating up in the fuckin uuhhhhhhhhh BLUE fandom

fangirltothefullest

So uh….. fun fact about turquoise

They come in varying degrees of blue and green.

averruncusho

THIS IS TUMBLR

icarus-suraki

whenistillgaveadamn

@hellsite-hall-of-fame

stinkylittledeerfellow

Landed myself a corner apartment with a view of Lake Michigan life is worth livinggggggg

rozanarchy

WHICH SIDE?? @stinkylittledeerfellow

thesweetiepienovels

Actually, you are enough. Even if you don’t work. Or study. Or go out. Or have friends. Or have family. You’re enough because you exist and your existence is enough to be enough because you are not a product. You are not a sum of output. You are not a task to complete. But because you are something the universe wanted and put here even if you’ll never understand why. Somewhere in the cosmos your existence makes a difference, even if it’s not the way others existences do.

spira---mirabilis

Good for him

outromoony

“They’re just fictional characters” ok then why do I feel like their heartache personally cracked my ribs?

gophersdomain

something something despite the all horrors and tragedies of the world, love was there and that's all that matters

whitesheepwrites

The straights, the lesbians and the gays

rios-butchy-reposts

Headcannon that both Jinx and Ekko are Bi or some flavour of "everyone" attraction

I dont see anything straight about those two alt punks

Dont fight me on this i will kill you on this hill

throwtime

I’m about to have a fun afternoon.

So my trainer’s bf cheated on her. She broke up with him. He’s holding her stuff hostage until she agrees to talk with him. Which she refuses.

She trains; for free mind you; three college linebackers, a college wrestler, two martial artists, a body builder, and… wait for it…. a Navy seal. We’re gonna go get her shit for her.

This should make for an interesting story.

throwtime

So everyone who commented on this being like the avengers, you are absolutely right. That’s what all of us had in our heads as we were rolling over to dude’s house. But I’m very proud to say, this ended without violence.

Arrival:

So the super friends all jumped into one of the linebacker’s explorer and headed over to dude’s house. Ok the squad: you all know me, but the other martial artist is a little wirey hapkido guy, the linebackers are all giants (an estimated combined weight of I’d say 750-800lbs), the wrestler looks like an escaped gorilla, then the navy seal looks like your average guy but something about him is unsettling. Really unsettling. Unfortunately, the body builder had to work. Anyway, we send the Hapkido guy and the wrestler to the door first and dude answers, screams at them, and then slams the door in their face. Then the giant linebackers head over and they ring the door bell again. Lo and behold, he was much more polite, but still denied access. Finally, me and the seal join the fray. I casually make my way towards the front of the group, but the seal decides to CLIMB THE BANISTER. We all just turned and started at him completely shocked when dude answers the door. He looks at this weird mismatched group of relatively threatening individuals and one guy perched on his banister like batman. He was like “FINE. Go take what you’re looking for.”

Retrieval:

So we’re all walking through the house gathering what we think are her things and putting them into two boxes. Mind you. We are completely guessing. We didn’t even tell her we were coming, therefore we had no list of items.The only one really being productive was Hapkido, who was legitimately looking for stuff. The linebackers were just randomly picking up furniture, turning it over, and putting it back down. Just showing off how strong they were. In case the numbers game wasn’t enough, I guess they were letting him know they could break him if they wanted to. The seal was just shadowing dude in his own house. Walking behind him, not saying much, just being creepy. Then there’s me. Who was causing general mischief…. He said to take what I was looking for, that’s what I was looking for. Ahaha and the wrestler made a fricken sandwich. Because “you guys look like you have it under control, and I’m a sucker for egg salad.” We were in and out in 15 minutes.

Delivery:

So the autobots rolled out and headed towards homegirl’s spot. She was conveniently outside when we rolled up. We got out and she was like, how do you all even know each other. The truth is, we don’t. She sent us all an email once and didn’t blind copy us all. She vented to all of us about dude holding onto her stuff and we started emailing and that was that. We told her that we went to see her ex. “OMG what did you say to him?” Nothing. We’re not messenger boys. We’re delivery boys. And we gave her her boxes of stuff. She went through the first box and said that was most of her stuff. Then she got to my box and asked “Wtf is all that shit.” So I explained that I took all the batteries out of his remote controls, his deodorant, the light bulb out of his master closet, every pair of dress socks that I could find, the laces out of his running shoes, and all the toilet paper in the house. The guys just looked at me and kind of nodded like they were impressed. She then unexpectedly started CRYING and thanked us. So you have this group of meat heads all standing awkwardly with this weeping trainer. It was quiet for a second when the seal was like “So…. chipoltle?” And we all got burrito bowls.

What a great day.