get off of her (mount everest)!!!
AND THIS BRITISH MF DIDNT EVEN WANT IT NAMED AFTER HIM!
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get off of her (mount everest)!!!
AND THIS BRITISH MF DIDNT EVEN WANT IT NAMED AFTER HIM!
saw someone post "I don't understand why anyone would have separate 'winter tires' unless they're just looking for things to spend money on" and looked at her account and she's from LA. which is funny but I think we're all guilty of similar behavior sometimes. if you see people spending time and effort on something that seems stupid to you it's worth considering whether you're the Californian in this scenario
im sorry i literally cannot get this out of my head since last night
this is for you melinda 😔 ✊i hope you like it 🥺🎵they ought to teach 🧑🏫 this in school 🧐its not ❌ always cool 🥶 to be cool 😎what⁉️ (what❓)they 🫵 try to play 🎲 you for a fool 🥴like 💭 you see a girl whos unique 😲 its a treat 😃 cause shes sweet 🙂and she always seems to knock 💥 you off your feet ☺️you wanna say hey 👋 but you dont 🙁 (you dont 🙍♂️)your mom says tell her how you feel 🤒 but you wont 🙅♂️cause youre just too cool 🧊 to tell her truly ✅that your feelings are gettin unruly 💢 dont try and school me 🚫so she passes you by 🚶♀️ in the hall wayyoure staring at the wall 👁️👁️ tryina play 🤾♂️ while i sayyeah youre cool 😏 (what❓ 😨)really cool 🥶 just like ice ❄️ (ice❗)but you did nt real ize you never 😔 get this chance twice 2️⃣so youre busy playing cool now shes gone 😢 (shes gone 😩)gone unto a nother 🧍♂️ while i sing my funky song 🎶 i never passed up the chance 🤬i know this story 📖 seems long 😴 but when i know 🤔 the time 🕰️ is right for me 🤙 and you 🫵 i justflame on 🔥 flame on 🎆and on 👆 and on 👆 and on 👆 (flame on 🔥 flame on💥) (yeah 👊)flame on 😱 and on 😤 and on 🥵 and on 🥵 and on 🥵flame on 🔥 (i just flame on 😔 👊)🎵keep calm 🧘♂️ everyone 🫡don't panic 🗯️FLAME ON 👿w… ww whats happenin 😨we're sinking‼️ 👇into the center 🔥 of the earth 🌎
must be one of those bugged no-notes posts
It’s awesome there’s animals in the world imagine it was just rocks and a low whistling almost groaning wind
just got really scared can you say something else
I can’t. I can’t do anything.
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I beg to differ: fuck ticks
What about mosquitoes?
honestly this screenshot just says everything
Oh, it gets worse
Lemme tell u guys a story
In my freshman year, my great grandma passed away. She never threw out or sold anything worth keeping if she could help it, having grown up in the Depression, so when she passed, my grandma suddenly inherited a lifetime’s worth of treasured items. She distributed most of them to her kids and grandkids, saved some sentimental items, and donated most of the clothing and trinkets to charity. I got back the stuffed leopard I’d given great-grandma in the hospital; the fur was still as soft as it’d been when I bought it. One of the biggest things she had to sort through was jewelry. For a year after my great-grandma died, my grandma was setting out organized rows of costume jewelry on basement tables and chivvying her granddaughters to take what they wanted.
And then, after all the choosing, she snuck me into her room while my cousins picked through wristwatches. On her bed were two small jewelry boxes: an old wooden one, and a cushioned one in white pleather.
“I brought you in here because if I gave these to your cousins, they’d sell it. I don’t want these sold. Do you understand?”
I understood.
This is the story of the biggest lie my grandma ever told her mom.
Great-grandma’s birthstone was garnet, and she loved the look of the stones, but could never justify paying for some. Her husband worked constantly, and so did she, and new clothes for the kids was more important than jewelry at the time. When my grandma was 16, she saved her first paychecks to buy her mom a garnet ring for Mother’s Day; that’s what was in the wooden box. The original receipt, handwritten, was crammed into the lid. Great-grandpa saw that ring and teared up; he’d always wanted to get his wife something nice like that, but hadn’t ever had enough money for it. Determined, he vowed to change that. He set aside money for years, slowly, hiding it away in a box in the attic, vowing to buy his wife something she could always wear with her ring.
Time passed, and inflation happened, and he slowly squirreled money away in the hopes that jewelry might get cheaper again sometime. Time passed again, and age had little mercy on him. He got older, typed up a note, and placed in in the box, describing what the money was for; he knew his time was near. Under no circumstances was the money to be spent on anything other than giving his wife a nice gift. The letter read, “One day, my dear Ruth, you’ll have garnet earrings to match that ring.” It’s what great-grandma had always mourned missing; she had such a nice ring, and no good earrings to go with it.
Well, men don’t live forever, and when great-grandpa passed away, my grandma cleaned out her mom’s attic as she prepared to move somewhere smaller. Going through boxes of polaroids and paper clips, she stumbled on the box of earrings money, note and all. She stashed it with her coat, and after that day of cleaning, went to the jeweler before her mom could try and spend the money on something too sensible. She came back with the white pleather box; sure enough, still nestled inside that box were two clip-on garnet earrings.
”Mom never got her ears pierced, you know. That’s why it took so long to find a good pair.”
Once she’d gotten the earrings, grandma presented them to her mom, along with the note. The paper was obviously old and warped by moisture, but it was legible. My great grandma cried happy tears and treasured those earrings more than any other jewelry; the last gift her husband could give her. Decades after the fact, I’d seen her wear them to Christmas parties and worry over them, checking that they stayed on her earlobes.
There was never any note from great-grandpa. Never any box. Never any earring money. My great-grandpa had spent his saved money keeping himself and his wife confortable throughout retirement. To set aside hundreds of dollars, even a bit at a time, for garnet earrings, was never a thought that crossed his mind. My grandma had seen her mom, exhausted, wracked with grief, and lied through her teeth about where she’d gotten the money for those earrings. She faked the note and everything, making sure her mom wouldn’t wonder where the money came from, and never winced at the pinch in her own pockets. And she never told a soul, not even my mom, until great-grandma was safely and thoroughly buried herself.
it’s never too late to start again. 5pm on a thursday can be your new monday. you don’t have to wait until the new year to better yourself. time is an illusion, don’t forget that. just because you woke up at 1pm, it doesn’t mean you messed your whole day up and that you can’t turn the mood around. it’s never too late to start again!!!
honestly this screenshot just says everything
gonna start actually using this account whats up chat
this is me, go follow this account ^ gonna de-dteam-ify this account and put it back to its former state. my asterierrantry account will be just like my twitter and almost exclusively dteam.
the obligatory post lake angst
so oooo many people in so many fandoms are holding themselves back from the art they want to create because they fear The Discourse and it's the most depressing thing ever like PLEASE stop clipping your own wings and create whatever art you want to. whyyy do we have to live in a panopticon it's so frustrating just make whatever!! be free!!!!!!
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fine maybe ill use tumblr more hi chat
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