Scenes of one's youth cannot come flooding back as it has all changed. Or been given a makeover more accurately.

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Scenes of one's youth cannot come flooding back as it has all changed. Or been given a makeover more accurately.
so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god
okay so i just got my dream job??? a week after applying to it?? and now i’m thinking….maybe this is the good luck post
…..not even six hours later i got an offer of a well paying full time long-term job with free room and board in queens in nyc, allowing me independence and a way to escape an abusive situation and an unhealthy environment
likes charge reblogs cast, folks, this is the good luck post
i need all the help i can get for finals
Hey so
the last time I reblogged this post right before I got a great job, in a permanent work-from-home position, with benefits, retirement, and a salary literally 3x what I was making before, doing something I really like.
So you know.
This might be the real one, y’all.
Reblogging to spread the luck and the good fortune
Can’t hurt.
I dunno man, I just want to be healthy and feel safe.
Maybe the wind will turn, but at the moment there is a gnawing feeling that this life offers only fleeting moments when it all comes together because the rest of it requires a fitter body and a more grown-up mind.
None of it helped by spending the day alone.
But the contrast to all the glitter of yesterday makes both seem aimless.
Grow up.
The curtains are all around the bed, the nurses sympathetic, but going in - gone is the word.
A sense not so much of death, but of what life is, because of its extraordinary absence.
As this birthday approaches there is this strong, strong desire to control the past (photographs, old scripts, mementos) or sling it out. Very freeing.
Look in the wardrobe - if there are clothes which slightly depress you to look at them - maybe out they could go.
Alcohol as ever the great loosener of tongues, truths & untruths. It can free and it can destroy.
Re-reading some pages of this diary is like looking at a graph of an exhausted mind.
Like these moments that we seem to communicate and feel similar through the diary and time.
(Reminds me of…… Riddle’s diary😂)(x)
Woke up very early but still in bed just because I don’t have the bravery to get up and face my research. I am too afraid to think about it.
Thinking about quitting when the quilt on my head.
Talking to my peers, “I am thinking about quitting.”
-“ What will you do after that?”
No idea. The worse thing is that I don’t think I am good at doing a PhD, but I also don’t know what else I can do.
Trying to find a part time job as a cleaner, dishwasher or something that I can do without using my brain.
Cause it is damaged.
Woke up very early but still in bed just because I don’t have the bravery to get up and face my research. I am too afraid to think about it.
Thinking about quitting when the quilt on my head.
Some days make keeping a diary not only essential but a legal requirement.
Can’t express how appreciate I am for this “legal requirement.”
I hate last nights, last shots, goodbyes. Casual as possible is all I can do - hard in the face of an outpouring of affection from the Russian crew. Makes me wish we were here longer and with more sensitive leaders.
Reading this sentence is very complicated and weird. Cause in some way, reading the whole diary is like a goodbye to Alan. It’s hard to admit. And “ I hate last nights, last shots, goodbyes,” too. When reading, it “ makes me wish we were here longer. ”
Back to clean some windows (always therapeutic - instant results).
In the same city as Alan in this page. And it is thirty years later.
ma’s old singer
Perfume is a real time-turner.
Colors for Christmas
Why does nobody talk about how similar Severus and Hermione are?!!
They are literally just different variants of each other!
Severus Snape was bullied and had very few friends and you cannot tell me that Hermione bucktooth teacher’s pet Granger was not bullied in muggle school.
Both grew up in the muggle world, both, and both of them are fucking sarcastic savages.
Severus is the snarky king for sure but Hermione I can’t even count how many times she absolutely destroyed Ron with her quips. Basically the entirety of half blood prince is just Hermione being the snarkiest most sarcastic bitch to Ron. And I fucking loved it!
Both Hermione and Severus are both extraordinary smart especially compared to their peers. Hermione is often described as having her nose buried in a book. And what do we see when Harry looks at his memories Severus having his nose buried in a book.
Now this is more of a headcanon but I think most of them weren’t considered attractive until they got older. Hermione at 15 when her teeth were fixed and she went to the yule ball, Severus when he got older and his voice changed and he became less twitchy and more confident.
anyway…. It doesn’t even have to be looked at in the romantic sense but they are just made for each other.