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Bring back real love 🤘🤠
#cd burning#music#love#i love my boyfriend#another love letter#the young veins#take a vacation!#ryan ross#jon walker#panic! at the disco
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Guys I got a boyfriend (crazy novelty! I can have nice things!!) And recently we accidentally made out to the riff of 27 in the car and I think it's an omen that either we are gonna get married or this will be the craziest heartbreak of my life!
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Having media literacy is more important than being good at math prove me wrong
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When the thought hits me again that every person I pass by on the street, here on the crowded bus, off in the side of the alley, all used to be children. You went to go next door to play with your friends until the hot summer night air laid thick and the streetlights turned on when you were 12. You got told off for sharing that sweet with a kid next to you when you were 8. You absolutely adored that stuffed animal, bug, or pet when you were 4. And when you were a child, before you knew how to give love and affection to others, to the world. There was someone who held you with gentle care and gave that first taste of affection to you. No matter who you are you've been treated at least once with that love. The understanding that you are living and breathing and that simple fact qualifies you for this affection. Your life is your love. Therefore because you live you are loved and love lives within you. Never understate that, never lose sight of that.
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Hey tumblr.com today I've decided that I hate my American Government class because it reminds me of just how screwed over we all are! Wdym I used to have reproductive rights and total medical secrecy from the government if I so wished and now I don't! Rights like that usually aren't just casually taken away! Hey! I am in fact an independent legal adult and should indeed be able to make decisions about my own body! And other people in dire situations that actually need to utilize these rights? I can't imagine myself in their shoes. Also the second assassination attempt on DJ? Grand. Keep it up. Because on live television we are starting to watch him spiral into dementia and still people treat him like a fucking messiah. Neither of these candidates are god. No political figure is going to be a divine figure, the closest we get to divine in a political figure is the foretold antichrist. For the love of god use your Christian values and stop worshipping false idols like the mortal DJT.
Relevations 12 and 13
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Yall I've been the weird medium ugly girl for too damn long when is the glow up gonna happen so suddenly all the weird makes me cool and interesting before people get over my face
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I have craved death like a savior thinking he'd bring me to heaven but I've since learned the only living hell is what happens when you let your life be dominated by redundancy and negative outlook. The devil lives in us and he is our resignment to depression and the horrors of human selfishness. So truly. I'll be damned before I live this life in resignation of what it is. There is beauty in the trees, there are angels on the foam of the seashore, and there is heaven in deciding that the world in its small victories, is indeed worth it. I don't crave the afterlife anymore because I understand that I am surrounded by blessings and my life is one of them. The experience of it all is a miracle and also the purpose and I think that is something to be joyful about.
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do u find it weird that some people just assume u have autism b/c ur good at something. ive been seeing this a lot lately and i would be really weirded out if it happened to me even tho i am autistic 😭
Boring people conflate dedicating one's time to learning a new thing as having a “hyper-fixation” or being "autistic" - this is fucking annoying for two reasons: For one, I am not autistic, so what right do I have to parade around the term? Especially since, as cool as it might sound to be super dedicated toward your hobbies, it also comes with an inherent difficulty to pick up on social-cues and manage one's emotions. I knew someone rather closely with high-support autism, it was not fun; I know life was hard for them - and yeah, he was very good at focusing on his hobbies and interests, but anything outside of those tasks posed to be incredibly difficult and emotionally draining.
Two. Just because I, a neurotypical person managed to focus on my hobbies and get good at them, doesn't mean I have some neurodevelopment disorder. Jesus fucking christ, have you tried making an EFFORT on the thing you're interested in?? People are so used to being boring FUCKS that they forget they can very easily pick up a pen and start drawing, or download a free program and start producing. People go around living their whole lives in awe of the fact that other people aren't boring fucking zombies like them, hooly shit!
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Nonchalant dreadhead this nonchalant dreadhead that actually☝️ if he's nonchalant I think I'd rather die
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Cronenberg: The film works on such a non-literal level that it’s really irrelevant. What Ballard is saying is not that car crashes are sexy. It’s that there is a deeply hidden erotic element to the event of the car crash. I believe that is true, and that is what we are talking about in the movie. But it’s so difficult for people to get their head around it. Somebody will say, “I’ve been in a car crash, and it’s not sexy.” I heard of this psychiatrist who said, “Yeah, I deal with one of these guys every week. He seeks them out [car crashes] and stands around and gets sexually aroused.” To me this has almost nothing to do with the movie, bizarrely enough. The movie has more to do with the relationship between sex and death — the fact that when we are endangered physically we are also aroused sexually. There’s a very old primordial trigger: members of your species are dying, so you should become sexy so you can mate and procreate. Sex and death. Thanatos and Eros. Understood for thousands of years — not by UK journalists, mind you. It’s a very complex interrelationship. On that level — mortality and death — you find the meaning that makes sense in the movie.
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do i ship these characters or do i want them to form a sketch comedy duo
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Should I break up with my roommate? We’re not dating or anything but the friendship is getting a little homoerotic and I’m scared of intimacy
Get more homoerotic
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girl typing a very specific question into google search bar, scrunching her face as she takes time to make sure she hasn't made any spelling errors, hitting enter, shaking her head as google only presents her with unhelpful websites that don't answer her query at all, moving her cursor back to the search bar and clicking on it so she can carefully write 'reddit' at the end, hitting enter again, sighing with relief as she finds a link to a reddit post asking the exact question she needed answered posted in a subreddit for a very niche topic, finally moving her cursor to click on the link, wondering why she didn't go straight to the subreddit earlier, only to be met with a deleted comment with a reply from the OP stating 'that was very helpful, thanks', sighing with frustration as she moves her cursor back to the search bar so she can copy the link and paste it into the wayback machine,
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Alex Thomas :: Anatomy of a Hook-Up
She’s got a cocaine tint to her tongue as she twists around and asks me to dance.
My stomach is a storm on the sea of Galilee and I down Jesus Christ in a shotglass ship of rum.
I’ve tasted enough sweat on lips in this poker town to feel when they’re all in, and when they just wanna fuck again before the headache sets in.
She’s got a body like a battle-ax. She’s got a body like a bass kick. She’s got a body like Beethoven’s fifth when you’re high on acid.
And she carves her hips into mine like she’s Michelangelo and I’m something holy.
Outside we chainsmoke bummed cigarettes and try not to fuck each other in the parking lot.
Her house, my house; the stairs— the chair— or the welcome mat?
We come at each other like we can’t be broken and love is the hangover of lust.
When we say “goodbye” it sounds like “get out” it looks like a drunk tattoo all sloppy around the edges but with the best intentions.
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I'm really liking the start of Cherry by Nico Walker right now. I know it sounds so cheesy and stupid to say but the way the narrator is just so enamored with the simple beauty of things and just has this almost disconnection to the slight almost unnoticeable heartbreak of things. But he still feels it. Its the understanding that things are so beautiful but people only become evil and bad when something else that has become broken touches it. But because we all have been beautiful and loved and such we all are still so despite what brokenness we touch. Give me some slack I'm only on the 25th page this is probably not what the book is about but its my own romanticized notes and observations.
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"And I felt something. My heart was pressurized. I wanted desperately to be nice to someone." -Cherry by Nico Walker
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