tEarlGay.

Mez / Lesbian / Brasil / I'm an adult We should drink tea and commit crimes

[a-god-in-ruins-rises]

[tlirsgender]

Not gonna lie I think the pandemic has had some effects on me

[mystickiancy]

[borderlinereminders]

Punishing yourself for the mistakes you’ve made along the way doesn’t help you. Learning from them and doing better does. You are allowed to forgive yourself, and move on. 

[weltenwellen]

It’s weird to grow up in a family where you know you’re loved but you don’t feel loved. And then later in adulthood you understand how almost impossible it seems to cross that distance and let yourself experience closeness, how otherworldly love feels now and how love feels unbearable at times. You flinch when someone tries to wholeheartedly love you. And over and over you see so clearly how you cannot be loved unless it’s from afar and love is mixed with that familiar sensation of distance and coldness.

[propertiesofjoy]

ceramic review: masterclass with john jelfs

[cvntyblogger]

relationships with ur parents are so weird, arent they? like... i hate you for what you did, i love you because you bring me soup when im sick. i want to get away from you. i feel safe with you. i want to run away from you. i want your hugs. i wish you understood me. i wish i understood you.

[xenosaurus]

you know it’s time to go to bed when the existential crisis strolls in

[xenosaurus]

if it’s the middle of the night and you suddenly hate yourself because you don’t read enough or your job sucks or you’re single or gender continues to happen or you gained weight or whatever is knocking on your… brain door? at ass o'clock at night, that is your brain saying it’s time to go the fuck to sleep, the crisis can come back during business hours

[finnglas]

god bless tumblr, that doesn't contain my real name anywhere, isn't connected to anything where people know me, and furthermore isn't going to try to MAKE me connect with people who know me

fucking superb you funky little hellsite

[heavensghost]

[sapphire-sapphic]

when you tell a girl her outfit is really cute and she does a little pose thing then smiles, reblog if u agree

[firebolt-hazel]

When you tell a girl her outfit is really cute and she immediately tells you where she got it

[honey-sunny-bee]

When you tell a girl her dress is really cute and then she immediately sticks her hands in the pockets and goes “IT HAS POCKETS”

[walkingintothemoors]

remember when toni morrison wrote the most tender and hopeful meditations on parenting and motherhood ever

[anxietyproblem]

[dreami-dolli-deactivated2021072]

food and rest isn’t earned. please stop beating yourself up and overworking yourself so that you feel you ‘deserve’ to eat or rest. it’s a basic necessity, you don’t need an excuse to do it. if you wake up late, or don’t do anything, guess what ? you still deserve to rest. if you slip up on your healthy eating and eat something unhealthy, guess what? you still deserve to eat. please take care of your basic needs.

[guooey]

some important advice

[bluesearedsea]

Well, then, if that’s settled, may I have this dance?

[inkskinned]

but you see her on instagram and it was never really said that you guys aren’t friends but one day she stopped answering and you stopped texting and it’s not like the wound is a cavern but it is a diagram of what if in red letters. you want to tell her nice lipstick that’s a good color but the last time you spoke it was stilted and awkward 

how do you say goodbye, you know? it’s not an unfriend and block kind of situation. but you watch the people you once loved go on and have a life and you’re outside of it. and it’s bittersweet because of course it’s okay that you’re both thriving. but she used to be who you’d call if you needed to cry. she used to be who’d you’d be binge watching the new series with. you used to be hers, in a way, even if that way wasn’t permanent. and now she’s someone else and so are you and your friendship is clicking heart shapes next to pictures where she smiles next to people you’ve never met. you know where her birthmark is. she knows where you’ve buried your dead.

the poets and the singers and the authors write about romantic love when it ends. but nobody tells you how to get over a friend.