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hollenengell

hey (with the intention to sit on your lap and kiss you for hours)

mortalityplays

hi, a lot of you need a perspective reset

the average human lifespan globally is 70+ years

taking the threshold of adulthood as 18, you are likely to spend at least 52 years as a fully grown adult

at the age of 30 you have lived less than one quarter of your adult life (12/52 years)

'middle age' is typically considered to be between 45-65

it is extremely common to switch careers, start new relationships, emigrate, go to college for the first or second time, or make other life-changing decisions in middle age

it's wild that I even have to spell it out, but older adults (60+) still have social lives and hobbies and interests.

you can still date when you get old. you can still fuck. you can still learn new skills, be fashionable, be competitive. you can still gossip, you can still travel, you can still read. you can still transition. you can still come out.

young doesn't mean peaked. you're inexperienced in your 20s! you're still learning and practicing! you're developing social skills and muscle memory that will last decades!

there are a million things to do in the world, and they don't vanish overnight because an imaginary number gets too big

roach-works

it is an incredibly joyous thing to look around at your friends as you're heading into your 40s and everyone is so much more themselves than they were when you were all scared and fragile 20-somethings. we're different genders now, we've gotten out of bad relationships and into good ones, we worked shit jobs and got better ones, we all cook a lot better and we eat better too, we casually pull off the kind of art we could only dream of as kids, we've figured out who we are and we do it on purpose now. the self-harm scars have all faded away and we complain about our bad backs and picky digestions instead.

we still lose at trivia real bad.

It's my 10 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳

#10 year tumblrversary #tumblr milestone

Why are the ads so sensitive in the new update? I'm just scrolling and suddenly I'm in Lazada????!!!???

#tumblr #ads #tumblr ads

real-7-qd

a funny girl is better than a pretty girl but I'm both

toastbutteregg

i needed to read this today so im sharing it to all of you!!

louisajuana

in a few months! what a blessing & grace it is. 🙏🏼💛✨

si-doucement-deactivated2023040

shhhhh not right now, i’m fantasizing about financial stability

wellyfullofale

I think next thursday is gonna be the best day of my entire life tbh

thequeenofsunflowers-deactivate

reblog for next thursday to be the best day of your life

sstudyblr

not risking it

fvckinsociety

Wouldn't mind dying in my sleep tonight.

1anonyymous1

you ever just get in bed and ur like yep this is where i’m meant to be

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thefloralmenace

I recently had surgery, and at the time I came home, I had both my cat and one of my grandma's cats staying with me.

- Within hours of surgery, I wake up from a nap to my cat gently sniffing at my incisions with great alarm.

- I was not allowed to shower the first day after surgery, and the cats, seeing that The Large Cat is not observing its cleaning ritual, decided I must be gravely disabled and compensated by licking all the exposed skin on my arms, face, and legs.

- I currently have to sleep with a pillow over my abdomen because my cat insists on climbing on top of me and covering my incisions with her body while I sleep (which is very sweet but not exactly comfortable without the pillow). She also lays across me facing my bedroom door, presumably on guard for attackers who may try to harm me while I'm sleeping and injured.

That's love. 🐈‍⬛🐈❤️

the-real-seebs

cats are so very unclear on what is wrong with us but they want to help

damazcuz

The accident that disabled me as a teenager left me with, among other injuries, a broken hand and wrist that required surgery. I had to sleep with it elevated on a couple of pillows for ages. At the time, my family had an elderly cat named Prissy who we'd adopted somewhere around 10 years prior. Prissy was not a very friendly cat, and not a cuddler. She would not sleep on my bed with me, because she knew I would roll around and kick in my sleep; if I came to bed while she was napping, she'd just get up and leave.

But while I was in a cast, she spent every night from the time I went to bed until the time I got up laying beside my arm on the pillow, purring and guarding me. That is love.