#I pray they finally learn.

[cyarsk52-20]

It don't matter, confirm him anyway. This is what white people wanted.

Get EVERYTHING you voted for!

So be it!

Thoughts and suffering hews!

[yakultii]

holy shit that report I finally did yesterday that was literal torture already got marked and got 97 tfffff

[pup-pee]

hi this is a post saying i will not b online((or try)) until i get my g.e.d.

i love u all if i uh, yk never return

hugs hugs many sweet dreams & good mornings!

[high-guardian-herbs]

Just a colorless sketch page

Also woah Tumblr picture quality is worse than I remember

[wildstar25]

MiqoMarch Day 08 - Fav. (Side) Job

When she's not running around as Ninja or Summoner , Arsay's next choice is the lance. Being bestowed a source of draconic power by Midgardsormr moments before his slumber, and knowing how to channel the powers of Bahamut with dreadwyrm trance, Arsay's power as a Dragoon rivals that of even the former Azure Dragoon. With that said, she'd much rather use her polearm to hunt monsters.

[foxgirlmoth]

At some point you're gonna come home to your little apartment tired from work, but you'll end up laying down next to the most important girl in the world to you. Your cat is going to come in, make a little huff, and plant her back up against one of your beloved's legs.

And then you'll remember just how much you wanted this. How much you dreamed of it, and how you had imagined so many small things that ended up happening, like the cat cozying up to you. There will be other small things that will catch your senses - Someone moving into a neighboring apartment, cars racing down a nearby street, the familiar smell of your lover - that you hadn't considered in your dream. All of this is a bit new to you since maybe you were unable to leave your family earlier, but the sense of a world and community out there, mixed with having your whole world in your arms, is exactly what you had dreamt about for so long.

Over a decade and a half of you thinking that a situation like this would be impossible, that you'd be stuck in a body you loathed, and either alone or unwanted. So many years stuck in survival mode, so many people who pushed you down or away, but you had a dream you'd get to feel so loved and adored. You read about others surviving for so long, and you read about them getting to this dream you had.

You're just so happy you got there too.

[lemedstudent2021]

just another tuesday for me here on tumblr dot com lol

what was the phrase abt accusing others of your crimes?

[thebirdandhersong]

you THINK and wholeheartedly believe that love is going to be a good and beautiful thing and then it comes to your door again and you realise love is like a roundhouse kick to the face love is an icy raindrop sliding down your back love is laughter that cuts deeper than any other pain you've known love is a cup of tea you make that someone leaves on a counter which remains untouched until you pour it down the sink love is hearing voices outside the door moving further and further away from you love is memorizing what the beloved's back looks like because you're always the one watching them leave love is nights filled with sadness so delirious and intense you won't let yourself sleep love is standing by a window waiting pacing the room waiting always always waiting for the knock that never comes love is an unsent letter you can't bear to tear up or throw away love is a hopeful cocoon that you break out of desperately reaching for metamorphosis only to find that the only thing there waiting for you beyond the veil is the smallness of yourself love is sitting at the same stupid table peeling oranges for someone who doesn't want them until your hands bleed. you want to believe love can be a good and beautiful thing and you DO believe it for other people, but with every new minor tragedy it gets harder to believe it's possible for you because there's always the sneaking suspicion lingering (post-ex-boyfriend, which........ thanks, buddy) that it's such a burden and a chore and an inconvenience and a sisyphean task and a herculean effort to love you, so why would anyone bother? which you know is a silly thought and an irrational fear rooted in past pain. but reality seems to tell you over and over again that your idea of love being a good and beautiful thing was only ever a dream, and that the girls they chose and love and put an effort towards and are pursuing joyfully and steadily possess a certain irresistible radiant compelling brilliantly burning light that you don't have anymore, or maybe never did. naturally you somehow manage somehow to turn this into something about shame, too, because you believed love was a good and beautiful thing, and that's embarrassing and naive, but then you kept believing it, even though this area of life continues trending towards tragedy. in month nine of unending heartache, there's a part of you that is starting to believe that it will always be this way: that it will never change: that this is where it starts and ends. you in the kitchen peeling oranges. putting on a brave face because your darn pride would rather have you die than allow people to notice you're in this specific pain, trying to distinguish between your agony and your self-pity, futilely wishing all the while you could burn down the dream that refuses to die

[eydilily]

hello eydi!! Not a question or request, i just wanted to say your art is so pretty and you're such a huge art inspiration 💖 your paintings inspire me to play more around with colors and practice more :]] keep up the amazing work legend!!

grem 💗 🤲 i feel like we're all in an echo chamber where we all inspire each other to do more <33 excited to see more of your works as well !!!!

[yougetsick]

2000 Volkswagen New Beetle in Electric Green, Luna Moth ☘️

[tsupertsundere]

Her letters are always on my mind, and my swift tongue falls still. My nimble fingers falter. A reply worth her review is finally finished, but the most daunting task is still to come... sending it on.

-- for @shroudkeeper . found some Hancocks. have a happy birthday!

[alsikeclovers]

I long for the belt buckles to arrive.

(My crafting hobbies are at a standstill until I can finish my gambeson)

But when they do arrive!! Watch out!

[birdmenmanga]

hour 20 of being awake means I can't actually articulate what is going on in my head. I know I'm right though.

[faeriefully]

first week of classes done… pray for me

[storms-path]

Arashi's back to Blue Maging. She remains unimpressed with the shenanigans.

[cringefictionallizard]

YOU!! Yooouuuuu... "You are the bane of my existence." (affectionately)

This fictional lizard is single handedly responsible taking over my undying obsession over Star vs Foe