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you’re so good at making others feel good. always there when they need you. excellent for a joke or prepared with the right kind of distraction. good at listening. an arm to hold on to.
and you tell yourself it’s just that you’re trying to be a good person, but maybe it’s that you feel good for a second only when you make other people feel good. so you do things like go to their parties you won’t dance at and make them pies you won’t eat and kiss people you don’t love and drink things you don’t want and tell them advice you won’t follow and laugh, always.
and that makes you feel like a bad person, because sometimes when you’re sitting there, and they’re raw and spreading, you wonder why they don’t see your blood too and gosh, isn’t it selfish when you open your mouth and say the truth: nobody wants that from you. everybody just wants you to listen. and be good. and swallow the knuckles off your pointer fingers and wrap yourself in muslin and follow the river into the deepest parts of the ocean.
you’re so good at making others feel good. there’s always a better rug but you’ll lie down for them anyway. there’s always a better highway but you’re already driving. and who cares that you need help. who cares if you’re dying. it’s all you, and you’re all good, and it’s okay, because you can floor the gas and people will just think you’re unafraid of dying.
but you are unafraid of dying.
[looking at people younger than me] you have your whole life ahead of you [looking at people older than me] you have your whole life ahead of you [looking at myself] its over
aro culture is taking love songs and turning them into friendship songs for you and your friends
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HELLL YESS "GLOW" BY LIVINGSTON ANYONE?!!?
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This little Tumblr community that I have means so much to me
My internet friends are the reason I still wake up. Hell yeah, I'm grateful
now, Tumblr watch this and tell me you don't feel tempted to do it (and don't lie)
Aroace culture is this C.S. Lewis quote:
"Those who cannot conceive Friendship as a substantive love but only as a disguise or elaboration of Eros betray the fact that they have never had a Friend."
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life is so much more joyful when you’re aroace
it’s simple it’s bliss why do I have to be allo sometimes >:(
Yes this hell yes why do I have to be allo occasionally please no
imagine your comfort person / character
read this in their voice
(and if you don’t have one, just let this be a gentle voice for you)
incoming call… connected
“hey… you are here”
“you look tired today”
“no, not in a bad way… just… like you have been carrying a lot”
“did you eat? it’s okay if you didn’t, i’m not judging… just checking”
“come here, closer to the screen”
“there you go… i can see you better now”
“you don’t have to say anything, you know that right?”
“we can just sit like this”
“…you have been overthinking again, haven’t you?”
“it’s okay. you don’t have to figure everything out tonight”
“no, really. nothing is that urgent”
“look at me for a second”
“you are okay right now”
“nothing bad is happening”
“you can rest here”
“…yeah, i’ll stay”
“you don’t have to rush to leave”
“just breathe a little slower”
“good… like that”
“i’m not going anywhere”
“we’ll just stay on call until you feel a bit better, okay?”
“you are not bothering me”
“i’m glad you are here”
call stays on. neither of you talking. just quiet, steady presence.
"be the bigger person," I can't I'm only 5'3
@noyouwerebeautiful
i am 5'4.
I am 5'5
no, i understand the only way out is through, i know this and i am very familiar with the concept and i have forced myself through and through and through and through, like an arrow to an apple; like a bird to the air. i push myself through mesh and sieve and stormdrain.
i am saying this thing is like stone to me. i am saying i have taken a pickaxe and a plow and a chisel and a spoon to it and i have made no dent or scratch in the surface. i have pushed and pushed, sisyphus beside me, and still my skin gave before the stone could.
i am telling you if there is a passage i do not see or some kind of clever way to thwart this enemy i'll take it. i've been up down and sideways of it, i've whispered to it and cajoled it and sang to it. i have tended to it like a kitten and i've kicked it to the curb. i have exhausted all available avenues and approaches as are available to me. i'll do whatever stupid fetch quest or answer the riddles three. i am standing here and every part of my body hurts and the stone is unmoved. please. if you know how to resolve this, i'm begging you.
and still, you say. the only way out is through.
Asking for touch as an aspec is so weird like “hey, please touch me, but not in a sex/romance way, just in a human contact way. Interact with my body’s touchscreens. Punch me in the face or something. Please. I’ll take anything at this point.”
Just checkin in, how is the day today? Has the evil taken over? Or is it resting today
The evil has taken over I fear 🫠✨️
something about love makes you look at things differently. the really important part of this is that any love will work. if you love blue you will see it everywhere. if you love soft things you will note the cat and the thread count and the moss. you will find your best friend in ugly greeting cards and haunted dolls and terrible fanfics and since they remind you of her they will be beautiful.
so you will love the world differently for having loved someone else. you will love a certain cereal or pokemon because of your brother. you will hear your favorite band's song playing in a random store and the love of it will make the whole world a little more golden. you will read a poem so many times the words become their own creatures. you will find you cannot listen to certain music without thinking of your favorite show.
this velveteen rabbit transformation occurs. the love does not stop, it echoes.
It hurts. The gravel in my gums burns. The blood in my eyes stings. Will I die alone? Does everyone hate me? Am I in trouble? Will no one ever protect me? Is feeling safe not for me?
Is this all there is on this floating rock?