you ever feel like absolute garbage and then take a nap or just have a snack or something and feel 20 times better and then just be sitting there like a dumAss like wow, you Really Do Need to Eat and Sleep to Survive……..Wild

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you ever feel like absolute garbage and then take a nap or just have a snack or something and feel 20 times better and then just be sitting there like a dumAss like wow, you Really Do Need to Eat and Sleep to Survive……..Wild
If I text you back fast its not because Im thirsty its because my phone was in my hand at the time. The waiting to text people back on purpose shit is childish
Finally somebody said it
wish i was snuggling not struggling
what do other people have against subtitles? like bitch,.. my ears are Not Friends with my brain, let me have my captions
To be honest like wtf
I know I’ll always think of you with something like hurt and nostalgia—
Sylvia Plath, from a letter to Ann Davidow-Goodman written c. March 1950 (via violentwavesofemotion)
You kissed me like you planned on doing it again but you tasted like the kind of person who doesn’t know how to stay and I think I could tell what you were thinking the moment you fell asleep that night I remember waking up so god damn early that morning and I spent hours while you were asleep hopingprayingwishing that you’d wake up and smile at me the way I needed you to But something cracked and changed whoever you were before that night didn’t stay the moment you woke up that morning you looked away I guess what I’m trying to explain is that people like you break hearts and never know how to mean what you say you act like you’re in it for the long haul and then it’s oh God can’t we just stay friends but I mean Jesus Christ friends don’t look at each other the way we did when we slept in each other’s beds so it’s not you and me anymore you know it’s you me and everythingwe don’t know how to say to each other so we hold it together in the way we never touch; we hold it together in the way we stay just friends if staying friends means seeing each other in familiar places and laughing and smiling like you didn’t tear this to pieces
you didn’t even have to explain (via loveserum)
i love the fact that like… if you wanted to you could throw a chair… stool…. lamp… medium sized houseplant… even a lightweight table…. theres nothing physically stopping you from throwing furniture around, only social constructs and your own cowardice.
Just some of the many deer I saw in the cemetery this morning :)
I’m????
Oh my God this actually explains so much.
So there’s a known thing in the study of human psychology/sociology/what-have-you where men are known to, on average, rely entirely on their female romantic partner for emotional support. Bonding with other men is done at a more superficial level involving fun group activities and conversations about general subjects but rarely involves actually leaning on other men or being really honest about emotional problems. Men use alcohol to be able to lower their inhibitions enough to expose themselves emotionally to other men, but if you can’t get emotional support unless you’re drunk, you have a problem.
So men need to have a woman in their lives to have anyone they can share their emotional needs and vulnerabilities with. However, since women are not socialized to fear sharing these things, women’s friendships with other women are heavily based on emotional support. If you can’t lean on her when you’re weak, she’s not your friend. To women, what friendship is is someone who listens to all your problems and keeps you company.
So this disconnect men are suffering from is that they think that only a person who is having sex with you will share their emotions and expect support. That’s what a romantic partner does. But women think that’s what a friend does. So women do it for their romantic partners and their friends and expect a male friend to do it for them the same as a female friend would. This fools the male friend into thinking there must be something romantic there when there is not.
This here is an example of patriarchy hurting everyone. Women have a much healthier approach to emotional support – they don’t die when widowed at nearly the rate that widowers die and they don’t suffer emotionally from divorce nearly as much even though they suffer much more financially, and this is because women don’t put all their emotional needs on one person. Women have a support network of other women. But men are trained to never share their emotions except with their wife or girlfriend, because that isn’t manly. So when she dies or leaves them, they have no one to turn to to help with the grief, causing higher rates of death, depression, alcoholism and general awfulness upon losing a romantic partner.
So men suffer terribly from being trained in this way. But women suffer in that they can’t reach out to male friends for basic friendship. I am not sure any man can comprehend how heartbreaking it is to realize that a guy you thought was your friend was really just trying to get into your pants. Friendship is real. It’s emotional, it’s important to us. We lean on our friends. Knowing that your friend was secretly seething with resentment when you were opening up to him and sharing your problems because he felt like he shouldn’t have to do that kind of emotional work for anyone not having sex with him, and he felt used by you for that reason, is horrible. And the fact that men can’t share emotional needs with other men means that lots of men who can’t get a girlfriend end up turning into horrible misogynistic people who think the world owes them the love of a woman, like it’s a commodity… because no one will die without sex. Masturbation exists. But people will die or suffer deep emotional trauma from having no one they can lean on emotionally. And men who are suffering deep emotional trauma, and have been trained to channel their personal trauma into rage because they can’t share it, become mass shooters, or rapists, or simply horrible misogynists.
The only way to fix this is to teach boys it’s okay to love your friends. It’s okay to share your needs and your problems with your friends. It’s okay to lean on your friends, to hug your friends, to be weak with your friends. Only if this is okay for boys to do with their male friends can this problem be resolved… so men, this one’s on you. Women can’t fix this for you; you don’t listen to us about matters of what it means to be a man. Fix your own shit and teach your brothers and sons and friends that this is okay, or everyone suffers.
This makes so much sense omg
the first step to fixing it is: knowing that being emotional with your friends may get you mocked or lose their respect, do it anyway. the ones that bail, let them go. they can’t handle the real you, so wave goodbye.
this doesn’t mean you should be a big soppy oversharing weenie. but if you can’t tell your best friend what you’re feeling, it’s not much of a friendship, and you need to gut up and take the step to make it better. start with positive emotions and compliments to get used to how it works – next time you’re having a great time together, just open up your mouth and say, “it’s so great hanging out with you. i really like this.”
is it hard? does it feel freaky and weird? does it feel like you’re hitting on them? that’s the toxic bullshit talking, that’s the monster you’re killing. you should be allowed to fucking tell your best friend you like him, jesus fucking christ. what the hell is the patriarchy DOING to us. like this is not news but here i am typing this advice calmly and suddenly it comes back to me how much it fucking HURT when i was like 6 and andy’s mom told us not to hold hands because andy’s ‘girlfriend’ would be jealous, like holy shit lady did you really say that to someone wearing an oscar the grouch backpack and optimus prime moonboots, no wonder adult men are certified fucking insane D:
LET THE LITTLE BOYS HOLD HANDS
OH MY GOD DON’T TELL THEM THEIR FRIENDSHIP WITH A GIRL IS A ROMANCE
THEY ARE SIX WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU
holy shit
is that why drunk dudes saying “i love you man” is a meme?
what the fuck is wrong with this culture.
This explains so much. I hope every man who thinks he’s stuck in the friend zone reads this
it’s so nice to know that the appeal isn’t just because it’s been such a forbidden thing or like a ‘you want what you can’t have’ kind of thing and i actually totally love him and he actually totally loves me and that’s still there even when we’re allowed
You didn’t break me. I broke me. Because I believed in something that wasn’t real.
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I don’t think we met at the wrong time I think we met and fucked it up. I am grains of sand slipping through your fingers and you are as vast as the ocean, never to be stopped or contained. We were never meant to work.
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I’m not good. The last year was indescribably terrible. And the year before that was even worse. I’ve reached a point in my life where I just want to disappear into nothingness. I want to be nothing.
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