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The beatles and phone
Its hard to understand that my dad will be dead my whole life. It so often feels like āoh this is just a hard time. Itāll be over soonā and then the horrible realization that this is forever!!! Itās so awful!
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hi Lainey, just wanted to say iām really pleased you havenāt changed your tumblr URL - many many years ago i got locked out of my tumblr and i would check your blog on Safari regularly just to see what you were up to as iāve always been fond of your posts. i havenāt checked it now in years, but today i opened Safari and automatically typed āstā to go to your blog. the muscle memory is still there and i love that your blog is still here :-)
This is so sweet. I miss tumblr so much itās crazy. So glad youāre still around. š„¹š„¹
Iām just addicted to knowing and loving and being loved by him. #tomUpdate. Just love this guy. I donāt understand what i did to deserve someone like him. Coming home and seeing him every day is one of the greatest joys of my life. Also bonus baby pic because i just love it so much
Tom was in a community theater play and itās been the silliest 2 weeks ever while hes been performing. And i love him more than ive ever loved anyone in my entire life.
I just want to go back so bad. Sometimes itās so overwhelming. I want to come home from school and lay on the living room couch for a few hours. I want to wake up and not realize i fell asleep. I want to lay at the foot of my parents bed. Why canāt it be easier to let go
i hate it when the ball is in my court get that shit out of here
where do you see yourself in 10 tumblr posts
Iām so mad that i have to go through grief for so long. Like im mad that i didnāt get to be like. 50 when my parents die. Is it true the average person loses their parents at 50? Toms parents are 60 years old and their parents are alive. What the fuck!!!!!!
And i get it i really do. I am lucky that i didnāt truly experience profound and compounding grief until my 20s but like. Couldnāt i wait a couple years? Canāt we put this off? It still feels sometimes that itās something that will āgo awayā next year. Like okay we just have to get through this year and everyone who died will be back and weāll all laugh about how much it sucked. And i know thatās not real. Iām not fucking stupid. But itās these split second thoughts almost shielding my brain. Like ājust get through this. Itll be different next year/tomorrow/whateverā. Like truly a fraction of a fraction of a second i feel the pressure release. Like a relief. An almost imperceptibly brief belief that āitāll be over soonā. Then you come back to reality and itās like no actually this is the most permanent thing that has ever been. Itās over and it isnāt coming back. And nothing you say or do can change that.
I see a lot of grief tiktoks and idk how to explain i feel like i āowe itā to peopleās grief to read their story? And this one lady said that no amount of being able to explain the feeling offers any relief. Itās so true. I can explain in vivid detail exactly what i am feeling and how it affects me every second. And you can completely understand. I can reach into your soul and imprint my pain onto you, and you can offer me total and unflinching support and understanding, and that understanding offers no relief. No amount of being understood makes the pain go away. Itās so awful!!! Being able to articulate it doesnāt change anything. Sometimes being understood heals you. Like a hand reaching out to touch you and say Iām here and i get it and Iāve been there. But it isnāt enough!! It isnāt enough!!!
Itās like. I know grief happens to everyone and everyone must go through it and every single person in the world has a deep ever-present and complex relationship with it. But why does it feel like itās only happening to me and no one else has ever felt this bad. Lmfao. Like i know thatās wrong and whatever words you want to use for it but why does it feel like itās only happening to me? Whatās that about. Why do i feel like no one else has ever felt this way?