we're so back (never left)

he/she | adult | im sleepy big fan of ouro kronii & other

[xxadiaa]

breaujs 4ever

[lifeafterpsychiatry]

It's a lot healthier to go for a daily walk than to sign up for a gym membership you won't be using because you hate that kind of exercise. It's a lot healthier to eat a frozen meal than to skip a meal because you were too tired to cook something healthy. It's a lot healthier to take a quick shower than to procrastinate an elaborate routine for days. Don't aim so high that you won't be hitting anything!

[creamypancakebatter]

this is actually really helpful and affirming thanks

[breelandwalker]

[1969chevycamaro]

*in tears* Thanks kitty, I needed this...

[wolfythewitch]

Hungry

[rockdrop]

[whereserpentswalk]

Fuck hostile architecture, I want unhostile architecture. I want benches to be designed to be as easy as possible to sleep on. I want little places for pigeons to nest to be purposefully put on buildings. I want people designing public spaces to think about what they'd be like to skateboard on. I want "Please loiter" signs. I want people to be kind. I want...

[awritersbro]

We need cities that do not resent the fact that people live in them

[the-haiku-bot]

We need cities that

do not resent the fact that

people live in them

Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.

[inkskinned]

you know what? fuck it, man. the world is held in the fists of people who like to break things. at this point i’m saying who gives a shit. wear that victorian dress you don’t have an excuse for. dress up like a witch, pointed hat and all. who cares anymore. why worry about it when there’s bigger stuff to worry on. i’m saying. yeah, this lipstick is too dark, wanna share? i’m saying go talk to her, tell her that you like her hair. i’m saying she’s out of my league but i’m still swinging, i’m saying yeah i’m in a ballgown and it’s a pta meeting. what about it. eat the extra brownie, tell her your feelings. i’m saying if nothing matters than we might as well give nothing meaning.

[inkskinned]

#i’m saying if existence is a void at least i’m going down screaming.

it’s been 9 years since i wrote this. i was experiencing 24/7 anxiety so badly that i needed serious medication. these days in the back of my car is an “emergency party box.” when people admit they no longer really celebrate their birthday; i tell them to put the sash on and queue up kesha, we’re going bowling or something. these days i can’t spin around without finding something i am enamored with. these days i list 3 things i’m grateful for before i fall asleep. you’re probably one of them, just by virtue of you existing.

at the time i wrote this, i was suffering through a severe panic attack literally every night. i tortured my brother with constant 2 AM calls just to hear someone else breathing, because i couldn’t be alone in the silence.

i rarely wish i was still 23 even though ironically i had more hope back then. what i can tell you is this: i love the same way, but bigger now. i’ve worn the velvet cape to several business meetings. i spent thursday in a crop top without caring what my stomach looked like.

i told her i like her; i often dress as a witch. i still got glass in my foot this morning. i’ve kissed maybe a thousand people since then and met a million more than that; passing like the shadow of a hammerhead in trains and planes and buses.

i saw you, beloved, there, maybe, on platform in south station. you didn’t speak, but you said: i struggle to give the nothing meaning. the nothing fills up everything. it is just loud and yellowed panicked silence. i can’t stop shaking.

on the roof, birds curl together against the chilled spring wind. the sky outside of the craft store was an iridescent pink. the nothing already had meaning; you are giving it meaning by witnessing.

the act of living, beloved: it’s just decoding how to translate it.

[awwi2]

The Hermitcraft charity steam has blessed me with my favourite new reaction image

[renthedevil]

type beat

[crabussy]

wow I love to sit crosslegged without moving for several hours straight!

[crabussy]

okay time to straighten my legs man I'm so excited

[crabussy]

I f eel like a suit of armour that was attacked by a welder

[crabussy]

I am nineteen years old

[crabussy]

I am so sorry I just turned 20 I hope you can forgive me

[riotd]

i’m very self aware. which unfortunately hasn’t solved anything

[yancant]

Cherik mini comic about Charles’ telepathy vaguely based off a fic I read while back where they had a similar conversation. I can’t find it now but if anyone can let me know 😢

Not a sad one! Kind of! Maybe I’ll make a sad one in the future. I need to go finish my homework now LOL but thank you everyone for the patience!

[thatlavendergremlin]

A reminder that this tumblr is not a safe place for any kind of bigotry.

You'll never be "too gay",

And be unapologetically queer 🏳️‍🌈

[indigonite]

past couple of weeks have been a wild ride of emotions

but I wouldn’t change a thing

[edelgarfield]

beauregard & essek at the end of a long day doing cobalt soul work, stuck in the middle of nowhere for the night getting piss drunk and commiserating about how much they miss their partners.

beauregard: i miss my wife... essek: i miss my husband... beauregard: .... i miss my wife MORE.

essek trying to get away for five minutes to send caleb a "good night love you" message but beau keeps knocking on the door like "tell caleb he's a nerd. ask caleb if he knows anything. tell him he better be doing his morning runs or i'll kick his ass."

beau: if you Send to Yasha and I talk into your ear will she be able to hear me? essek, putting in earplugs: no beau: ... okay but what if i yell REALLY loud.

essek: i investigated the weird magical device and i can't figure out how it works so there's no point in you— beau's +16 to arcana: cool i figured it out 10 minutes ago. essek: i am going to cast Dark Star, Target: Self and kill us both.

[bougiebutchbitch]

Beau at literally every opportunity: I love to eat out my huge barbarian wife. I nosh on her pussy like it's a cream-frosted cupcake. at any given time, presume that I am either literally or mentally buried between her thighs. have I mentioned today that I love to eat out my wife

[the-caleb-widogast]

it's so fucking funny watching one of the earliest backstory reveals in campaign 2 which is yasha revealing that she's from xhorhas. you'd think by the way the nein reacted that she said she killed her whole family. meanwhile mr. fake accent is hiding an evil pact to snea snake. pop pop fucked off from the cobalt soul without telling anyone and zeenoth had to track her down. wizard hobo is on the run from the magical fbi. the goblin is actually a halfling. blue tiefling is wanted in her own home city. purple tiefling changes his backstory every town they enter. but yasha being a foreigner in the empire is such a shock to them. they're so fucking ridiculous i adore them so much. i'd like to submit the entire cast of the mighty nein to the acting categories of the oscars please. goddamn pathological liars the lot of them

[edelgarfield]

Beauregard & Caleb working together: totally in sync, they can have an entire conversation without saying a word, they will lie, cheat, & steal their way to victory without breaking a sweat, peak sibling behavior

Beauregard & Essek working together: mlm wlw hostility, absolute nightmare for anyone unfortunate enough to get dragged along, unstoppable force meets immovable object, half their projects end with Essek nuking the place with a black hole. when they're not bickering with each other neither of them will shut the fuck up about their partners, but if you get on either of their bad sides the other one WILL fuck you up

[pocketgalaxies]

cannot imagine being caleb widogast btw and having such a fixed view of yourself as this irredeemable monstrous man who wishes for nothing more than to atone for the unatonable while also questioning whether you even deserve to live long enough to do so and then befriending this girl who is notorious for never sparing anyone's feelings when she has something to say and has, since you've known her, intentionally rebuilt herself from the ground up into someone who is real and direct and honest even when it hurts, and for her to lean forward and look into your eyes and say, with a magnitude of brutal honesty that only she could muster, that it Wasn't Your Fault.