#Pee Pee Bridgers

[ppbickdgers]

PEEPEE BRIDGERS❌

PP BICKDGERS✅

OMG ICU MY FAVORITE SONG EVER

[strawberryloveyyy]

pee pee bridgers

pee pee bridgers

[recklessandyoung]

Pee Pee Bridgers?

I mean, I’m not gay, but $20 is $20

[obsidian-girl]

Jesus Christ, im so purple all the time ..

[owlcracker]

she is me frfr

[better-call-mau1]

Thinking about Sabine waking up in the comm tower in the middle of the night and finding herself alone in bed and having a panic attack like “oh no oh no oh no oh no…it was all just a dream…Ahsoka and I never found Ezra…and I never told him I loved him…and we never got married…and our life together was just a haunting invention of my subconscious…”

…then the toilet flushes down the hall and Ezra stumbles out of the refresher in his little orange sleep shorts and flops back into bed beside her and passes out immediately while Sabine is still trying to get over her emotional whiplash.

[archivedbyebye]

Life is frustrating because 'pissing contest' has both a literal and figurative meaning :\

[cleoselene]

Happy new year, tumblr friends. 2024 was a piece of shit, wasn't it? Just a festering pile. Kendrick Lamar ruining Drake, that was like, the only good thing I could think of that happened this year??? "Not Like Us" totally should win the Song of the Year Grammy. It won't, but it should, because that was a fucking commercial moment. It'll probably be something braindead like "Espresso" (no offense to Sabrina Carpenter fans but her music is not my thing x100). But man that was THEE song.

Music wise I was obsessed with Beyoncé most of the year and welp... that news about her husband being an alleged child rapist kind of took the wind out of those sails. Like, I fully believe Bey was groomed by Jay at a very young age and she's like Celine Dion in that the grooming was VERY effective and she will love that man forever and ever until death. It's depressing as hell. Lemonade is a masterpiece, but it was marketing. She was never going to leave that awful man. My mom is trying to tell me to keep loving her music, and I gotta admit, Beyoncé Bowl was phenomenal as like... everything she does is phenomenal. But the joy has been somewhat sucked out of it for me.

Rediscovered Vienna Teng and Phoebe Bridgers after the election, been more tuned out of the news than I have been in like, decades. I passively consume information, but I try to avoid it. Y'all, for me to avoid politics is bizarre. I remember my first election I followed, 1988, when I was 9, and I was SO for Dukakis. My family is politics/news junkies. But if 2016 fracture my spirit for this stuff, 2024 shattered it. Women will always be second class citizens in this country. It breaks me on a level that makes me question my identity -- why did I go to school for seven years getting a BA in Econ/Sociology and an MA in Sociology? Because I care about how the world works but no one else fucking seems to notice except fellow academic politics people like me, and they sure as hell aren't on the news (except Rachel Maddow, and she's just... kind of lost her plot for me too).

My soulmate dog died a week after the election exactly, and ever since the hits have just kept coming. My mom was so hesitant when I decided to adopt a young puppy, but I need her. I need her intense energy and many needs to distract myself from how shitty I think the world is.

I feel like a failure at even being a decent citizen because these MAGA monsters have just drained me. Another four years of this??? What the fuck, America. I went out to run two brief errands today and saw: -a pickup truck with "We The People" in the constitutional font on the back of the truck bed, but the window was covered in a massive Confederate battle flag. hey duder, you are giving your truck cognitive dissonance -a fucking cybertruck -a jeep crudely painted with the front as the American flag and hand-painted the words on one window: "GOD TRUMP LAW" and the other side said "STAND UP FOR SCIENCE" and I was awed at the even greater cognitive dissonance going on there. The font for these painted words I'd name "Scary Free Candy Van Sans" -a truck with a decal of Calvin of Calvin & Hobbes peeing on the words JOE BIDEN. There have been idk thousands and thousands of Calvin & Hobbes comics and Calvin has never ever peed on anything. Also the guy who designed the Punisher logo hates you fascist fucks too -a pickup truck with a decal of the silhouette of a women on her knees from above, and two hands wrapped around each of her braided pigtails as if using them for purchase, and the "drawing" fades out at the hip, but it's clear what's going on. I am saying "woman" because I hope that's what it was supposed to represent, the hair being in braided pigtails? Sus. But right next to that decal was one of praying hands holding a rosary and the word "Jesus" in some reverent font.

and that's a drive around Fort Myers, in Robert E. Lee County, Florida. I hate it here so fucking much.

anyway, here's hoping 2025 is at least gentler. The last two months of 2024 have had me feeling like I'm hanging on by a thread. I think it's my yearly winter MS flare too. Not a full on relapse, but every winter I just start to feel like garbage. And no, it's not S.A.D., I don't get that because Florida and I take vitamin D supplements anyway. it's just the time of year when everything starts to feel more and more inflamed

I'm enjoying World of Warcraft a lot still, but super bummed I can't seem to find an RP guild. Boo-urns

[brenninthetaylorverse]

PEE PEE BRIDGERS

me when phoebe bridgers says 25 felt like flying.

i have literally like thousands of images of her lol.

[i-drink-paint-waterr]

i have to pee and also im hungry but my bed is so cozy and im listening to phoebe bridgers :(

[lucshiro]

🎇

im new to tumblr be nice or ill pee

[hazlohazza]

I'm gonna pee my pants.

Before and after photos from sophomore year of college

[maxverstappensflatbrim]

Pee pee bridgers

[twin-fantasies]

Shuffle your favorite playlist and post the first five songs that come up. Then copy/paste this ask to your favorite mutuals. 💌🤎

awww this is so nice! thank you for also being one of my favorite mutuals!

Stay Down - boygenuis

flaming hot cheetos - clairo

waiting room - pee pee bridgers

brando - lucy dacus

chineese satellite - phoebe boobartz

[brenninthetaylorverse]

PEE PEE BRIDGERS HELP 💀💀💀💀

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[a1exiah-2]

Worth the Risk

I was never really the type to go out with my friends whenever they'd say "uy gala tayo" because I have always lived in fear, iniisip na if gumala ako, lumalandi ako kahit hindi naman. My parents were that type to let you go out with friends as long as you'd tell them your exact location and who you're with— for short, they were chill yet hinged with a bit of strictness.

January 24, 2024— Yuri's birthday. He invited us for lunch and to have fun (karaoke) and so we did. My parents allowed me but almost didn't because of the heavy rain. Thank God they still allowed me to go when the rain stopped.

When I arrived at their place, there they were. I came in and greeted the dude a happy birthday. After we ate, we started singing our hearts out laughing at a few voice cracks of our own, accidentals, and so on. One them had the idea of having a sleepover since the next day would still be our friend's birthday too: Niña's birthday.

When I arrived home, I texted them, asking what their plan was as the thought na ayaw payagan filled my thoughts. I asked them a favor:

"Tulungan niyo ako upang payagan ako makasama kayo." And so they did.

It was 9:30 in the evening and my parents, siblings, and I were already in our shared bedroom. My father was slightly frustrated while getting a massage because of my mom's chika to him; at that time, I was slowly but silently panicking

"naks naman, baka 'di ako payagan ngayon." I thought to myself.

Minutes after, they arrived. There were only four of them and went in our bedroom. Ipinaalam nila ako kay father nakin because he was strict as hell when it came to those types of ganaps with friends: sleepovers. I heard the slight frustration in my father's voice as he responded to them. Inside, I felt like I'd pee in my pants any minute.

Thankfully, pinayagan ako.

I was relieved. Before leaving with them, they picked out pairs of pants since my mother was selling clothes online that time. When we arrived back at one of their house, we were slightly wet because of the rain. I immediately drank water and we had dinner. I claimed how I was full but deep inside, I was starving.

This friend of mine offered that we'd stay in their boarding house. Mind you that this boarding house is still closed and still doesn't have anyone staying in yet. And so we did. There wasn't any wifi, but the bond inside that placed brought us closer.

I settled in and laid for a bit, my eyes felt heavy, tired, wanting to sleep. I acted all irritated and short tempered but all of that were just an act. The energy of the room felt different: it felt warm and cozy, so comfortable along with the background music playing; sparks by Coldplay, scott street by Phoebe Bridgers was somewhat on repeat. No r&b and rap, it was just calm.

We all had planned to greet Niña once twelve hit. But I got a bit carried away and started singing at 11:59 PM. After we all sung her a happy birthday, each of us gave our heartfelt messages for her, reminiscing the past (I couldn't relate to some of them because I met them during 8th grade). A few of us cried during so because who wouldn't?

That moment lasted around three in the morning, and we went to sleep. The next day, before going back to our homes, we all had breakfast first and went to the beach to dip.