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MISHA YOU LITTLE SLUT.... ONCE MORE I REPEAT STOP IT'S HURTING ME
I don’t know. Just, usually, when you care about a person— you don’t yell at them for no reason. I—I’ll try not to, Ry, just please don’t yell. Please.
I— um, the doctors… couldn’t pinpoint a reason… but he’s no longer developing… and I no longer have a child. Our kid— he’s… he’s dead. I don’t have him anymore. I don’t really have anyone except for myself.
I — I'm sorry... it would've probably never happened if I haven't left you.. If I haven't runned away..
And — you'll always have me... Always.
Too much, Ry…you just…no. *shakes head* but no wonder you’re so grumpy! SOMEONE GET THE BRITISH GUY HIS TEA! HE TAKES IT WITH NO SUGARS BECAUSE HE WANTS PEOPLE TO THINK HE HATES ALL THINGS SWEET!
Oh come on, calm down kid. That wasn't much trust me, and that isn't a proven fact! God, not all us Brits drink goddamn tea all the time, but it wouldn't hurt if I had a cup of nice tea right now. Problem is now I have to find someone who'll gladly make it for me.
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Don’t talk to me like you fucking know about me, Ry; does it matter to you what I think of myself?
I know enough to know that you’ve got a mind of your own and you can think for yourself, so if you don’t fucking like us anymore, just leave, Ry.
What's there to know, you're like a fucking open book Kass. It really isn't that hard to understand you.
Who said I liked you guys from the start Kass?
Why did you agree to come? Isn’t this going to be too much fun for you?
Because I have nothing better do with my life, nor do I have any other possibility to escape this fucking town. I'll find a way to keep myself busy, and amused..
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Why not, Ry! You know I don’t like it when you yell… that it makes me a little bit scared. Yeah, you, Ryder Powell, make me feel scared. I don’t get it, because you never communicate with me! Ever! Fine. Keep them to yourself— I wasn’t even asking for you to tell me anyway. You don’t seem interested one bit. Because if you did, you would have never left. But, you did leave.
The baby… the baby died. He’s dead.
Why the hell wouldn't I yell Laurel. Don't feel scared... just please Laurel I'm s-sorry, just please don't... ever feel scared around me.
Wait -what.. he's not dead! How can he be dead.. you-you told me you were pregnant a while back, what could change over this period of time...
He's not dead.. I .. I refuse to believe this.. he can't be fucking dead!
I’m not a kid, mate, and no, I won’t. I want to be here, you don’t, so obviously, you should be the one pissing off or whatever.
Of course you aren't, that's why you whine and dwell over bullshit that is now irrelevant. I meant piss off from me, no one actually asked you to talk to me mate. After all as I recall you don't like me, and don't want anything to do with me after I shagged your little lover.
I don’t bitch to amuse anyone, sweetie, I bitch to bitch. Seriously, you’re not being forced. Leave if you don’t want to stick around, spare us the attitude, because I’m pretty sure we’ve all received enough of it.
Well you're not doing a good job Libs because to be honest i just find you rather insecure, and unsure about who you really are. And how exactly do you know I'm not being forced, Libs you sure you're not turning into a bloody stalker.
Stop yelling at me. I’m sorry if I did something wrong, but I really appreciate it if you stopped yelling. Stop it— there’s so much I don’t know about you, and you know it. Maybe, just maybe because sometimes I miss you, Ry, sometimes, I miss you. That’s right, I am, and that’s exactly why I don’t need you. Well, I don’t want you to call me babe, so stop. That’s great, I don’t give two shits. You can call whoever you want that name, just not me. Call your fuck buddies babe, your future girlfriends babe, the girls you flirt with babe, just not me.
I’m not going to tell you while you scream and swear in my face. Act mature, Ryder, for just five minutes, and then you can go right back to your ways.
I'm not going to fucking stop yelling Laurel, you make me fucking go insane! Don't you get it?! Insane in so many ways, good and bad. Things you don't know aren't going to hurt you. Well it sure doesn't fucking seem like it, because when I have the least bit interest in our bloody kid you shut me out! Its fucking absurd, don't you think? Well I want you to tell me what the hell is going on with my child, but I guess we can't have all our wishes, granted.
I'm not going to fucking act mature, because that isn't me Laurel. I'm not going to to be something I'm not, and you know that damn fucking well. I stand by who I am.
I didn’t say that, but I didn’t say you were sweet as a sugar cube either. Was your tea too sweet this morning? Is that why you’re so mad? You know who you could talk to about things? …THIS GUYYY!
Uh, I don't fucking think I'd want to be a sugar cube. Though I wouldn't mind getting sucked off y'know, all the sweet juices. I didn't have tea this morning, mate. Yeah, I'm going to take a fucking pass on that mate.
Well, do you think you’d have a better time with sane people
No, but I think I can have a much better time in solitude.
Well, here’s a winning idea: don’t go.
And here's another brilliant, winning idea: piss off kid.