he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
TVSTRANGERTHINGS
Misplaced Lens Cap
cherry valley forever
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
@theartofmadeline
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
roma★
Three Goblin Art
trying on a metaphor
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One Nice Bug Per Day
if i look back, i am lost
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
祝日 / Permanent Vacation
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Product Placement
ojovivo
dirt enthusiast
noise dept.
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@skylinechaser
Hahaha you know what’s fun? At almost 29 having no idea if you actually like someone in a romantic sense? or if like, you just enjoy them in general? or like WHO EVEN FUCKING KNOWS ANYMORE! NOT ME,THAT’S FOR SURE!
Update: it was (and is) totally in the romantic sense.
I remembered this post existed, so I redownloaded Tumblr and scrolled back to find it so I could update it: We're married now. ❤️
Just reflecting on all the shitty cis sex I’ve had in my life. I am mad for being made to think that my body is “too complicated” to work. Thanks dudes.
me: if youre dead you dont have to do homework or get stressed over school so it would eliminate anxiety
my therapist:
left: all stats into attack right: all stats into defense
Unstoppable force meets an immovable object
None childhood with left trauma
Can’t remember what my personality is supposed to be like I wish I had written it down
omg everybody do this it's really fun
validate me
SHE IS SO BEAUTIFUL AND DESERVES THE WORLD
“im sorry you went through that but at least it helped you become the person you are now!!!” yeah now i have ptsd and i have full on panic attacks at slightly louder-than-normal noises.
terrifying your own child into submission makes you an abuser.
watching your child cry and screaming at them to stop and invalidating their pain and reasons for crying makes you an abuser.
staring at your child in disgust and contempt after they displease you makes you an abuser.
threatening to your child to take away their basic resources if they don’t give you exactly what you want makes you an abuser.
forcing your child to feel ashamed for not living up to your ideals makes you an abuser.
using slurs, hateful names and insults on your own child without any regard to what it does to their mental health makes you an abuser.
forcing your child to chase impossible expectations and making them feel like they’re worthless for not achieving them makes you an abuser.
acting like your child is a burden and a waste of space and blaming their illness/disability/depression on it makes you an abuser.
behaving like your child will never amount to anything and isn’t worth any resources and nurturing makes you an abuser.
making your child feel like they’re never good enough makes you an abuser.
if your child’s heart is hurting because they know no matter what they do and how hard they try they will always be a failure in your eyes, you are an abuser.
if your child can’t look at themselves without self hatred because they had to look at themselves from your perspective and all they saw is disgust and hatred, you’re an abuser.
If your child is struggling to believe they have the right to live and to be cared and loved, if they can’t stop hearing your hateful voice putting them down and using their every action to prove they’re worthless, you’re an abuser.
If you watched your child in pain and assured them they deserved it, you’re an abuser.
If your child can’t love themselves from how badly you hated them, you’re an abuser.
it’s about time I contributed to the online discourse
bricks are domesticated rocks
Stop
Let them speak
