#do you UNDERSTAND

[teaboot]

(also his christmas present)

Because he's SUCH a good boy

Cant believe I used to be the kinda person who would be like "Ugh people who are obsessed with their pets are so weird ew your dog isn't a baby it's a dog". There was no joy in that. No zest for life. Who was I before my sweet and perfect darling son, my gentle handsome and clever baby boy, my child, who is a cat and approximately 6 pounds

[s0re-loser]

Been thinking about this everytime I get dressed

[astrhae]

crowley used the metal tool in season 1 to start time, and we learn that he's used it first to start space. to create the stars -- he still remembers how. he still remembers all of heaven's passwords: in the book crowley is described as an optimist because he has the "utter surety... that the universe would look after him". not god, but the universe. and of course he does: he helped create it and he's looking after it, too.

think about it: aziraphale had a sword, but crowley is about to face satan who wants to destroy the world, and crowley's only weapon is a tool of creation

[soysaucetime]

We all pretend to be the heroes on the good side

does anyone remember that one trailer for KH3 where they showed a quick shot of Aqua (evil) in the realm of darkness........... I lost my mind back then over 3 seconds of content

[wildgeesedotpdf]

HOW TO LISTEN TO THE MOUNTAIN GOATS

Step 1: be convinced there is something wrong with you

Step 2: stay silly

[theeroticlover]

[natjennie]

the hesitation of freshman year fabian to let the bad kids into his house and now fabian all alone is his empty mansion begging for his friends to stay the night with him.

[lotus-pear]

whatever happens, please don’t break

[reality-detective]

Confirmed The CIA Illegally Spied On Donald Trump When Running Against Barack Obama, Now’s The Perfect Time To Reshare This:

Mainstream Reporting Barack Obama Spied on Congress, Reporters, Donald Trump, Millions of Americans, etc... 🤔

[teaboot]

Sometimes at work it's not my place to tell people the things I want to say, and I find I often go home at the end of the rougher days to stand blankly in my shower and tell myself over and over what I wish I could pass on.

This accomplishes very little, and mostly just gives me a tension headache, but through it all I think I've narrowed myself down to a few solid things I'd like to tell people the most.

You can't change people. Not permanently, not for anythig. You can support them, encourage them, love them, give them tools and opportunities and resources, but you can't make them change. They can change themselves if they want to, but they have to want to, and they have to want it for themselves, because they're the only one that's certain to be with them forever.

For better or worse, you make your own choices, and blaming bad choices on others doesn't only work to absolve you of responsibility- it also robs you of control. Because if you say you only did something because I did something, then you arent only shifting blame- you're admitting that you cannot control yourself, that you cannot truly make choices for yourself, that other people can control you- and as long as you truly beleive that, you'll keep facing the same problems over and over. You'll keep letting others dictate your choices, because you'll beleive that they can, and you'll never be free.

White knights on horseback are from fairytales. Nobody can help you if ou're not willing to help yourself. To try, to put the dirty work in, to belive you're worth that effort- Act as though nobody is coming to save you. From a struggle, from pain, from bad relationships, from yourself. And when you do save yourself, because you will, because failure here isn't an option if you want to survive, you'll never find another dragon that can keep you prisoner.

Don't say anything to anyone that you wouldn't want them remembering forever.

Doing the right thing in bad circumstances is hard. It's the hardest thing. But if you make the choice to do that hard thing anyways, despite your fear, you'll go on the rest of your like knowing that you're the sort of person who did something.

The present only seems the hardest because the past I over and the future hasn't happened.

There's so much joy ahead of you, the kind you can't possibly understand until you see it yourself.

The responsibility of consequences is often disguised as the power of permission. "I won't do this if you help me", "I'll work on my anger if you do this for me", "I promised you I'd quit, but can I have just one?". The unspoken question is, "Can it be your fault if this goes badly?"

You cant make someone love you the way you need to be loved. Someone can love you very much and still be bad for you, even if you love them very much in return. Two people can love each other very, very much, and try their very best, and still be wrong for each other.

Sometimes being near to someone changes you, even in good ways, and the people you become don't fit together as well as the people you were.

Caring takes work. Even if it's real. Especially if it's real. And the most important gestures aren't the grand, poetic, songs-and-flowers-and-tears moments; they're getting out of bed even though you don't want to. Paying attention to things you don't enjoy. Scrubbing pans, or opening a window, saying "thank-you", or helping carry groceries into the house. The small things fill the big things- without the small, boring, mediocre things, big things feel hollow.

Thrre is honour and dignity in humble work.

If you are a cruel and spiteful person, then you will find every place you visit to be full of the same cruel, spiteful people. This is not because the world is as cruel as you, but because everywhere you are, you will be disliked. This is the curse that comes with being persistently cruel and spiteful.

If you are a kind and ppsitive person, you will repeatedly encounter kind and positive people, because as they grow familiar with you, they will be happier to have you near. This is the reward of being a kind and positive person.

When splitting paths with loved ones, briefly or forever, aim for your last words to always be "I love you".

[negativespace06]

please don’t do this. i beg you!

[useless-germanyfacts]

ich weiß nicht welche linke maus das hören muss aber grünen bashing ist grade nicht so geil wenn die grünen schon erzfeind #1 von afd UND cdu sind ... also so rein taktisch yknow

[disgustingtwitches]

bimbo!reader my beloved. But like just... physically. Designer everything, long nails, expensive cars. But she's just...very competent. Did martial arts her whole life. Top of her class. Knows her way around a gun. She just pretends to be dumb so people can let their guard down. Very disarming. And Kyle can see through it all because he's just as pretty and dangerous.

[eternalmomentss]

Feeling the need to gush about Dorian again because I love how much of a source of comfort and love he is to the others. Be it Dariax following his lead, Ashton asking for advice and apologizing multiple times, or Braius latching onto him and seeking some wisdom, or Imogen confiding in him, or him holding Orym through the night, or Chetney initiating a heart to heart with him hours after seemingly 'hating' him, or the entire town of Vasselheim finding comfort in his music. That boy is a beacon of care and hope and inspiration. When he's around, nothing can go wrong, right?

[dirk-menace]

NO BUT THEY FUCKING MET AGAIN

does Tumblr have only two (2) fandoms ever how did this happen

@autismswagsummit @autismswagreblogs

[chronicowboy]

nick offerman's purely gleeful childish giggle when he eats the strawberry, the fact that strawberries are associated with the roman goddess of LOVE because they're red and heart-shaped, just the beauty of that moment, the knowledge of that shared trust between them, that bill now allows frank to use resources however he wants and trade with tess freely even without him knowing, the utterly joyful moment that they both bite into a strawberry after knocking them together, that we only ever see bill cook for frank but suddenly bill gets to eat something that frank grew for him, just... the strawb- the strwaber- the strawberries....