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119 notes • Posted 2021-09-26 11:03:20 GMT
#4
Best breed of clown in your opinion?
jesters
125 notes • Posted 2021-11-10 09:00:02 GMT
#3
in april we lied, now we lie
Music I have realized is an imitation of the heartbeat of the beholder how? It's like how the stars are made of all that light and all the glory in it But what did the stars eat to get so bright? what did stars do that was so magnificent, so magnificent that they try to make earth glow stars don't know what they are doing, they just are what they are in the same way the way music plays is the way our heartbeats in one way or another it's either the one that pumps out blood or the one that looks into those eyes and flutters
. (did it reach you, my star? will my message reach your deathbed? will my declarations of love in the way that is true shake the hospital like a piano and will it shake you off your grave shake you enough for you to Come back to life just for a minute So that it could reach you? So that it could hold you?)
. the stars decided to all hold hands one day not like they will never let go but like the way you do before a big leap and then you let go, and then you go away and link up again with some other star or you float away and stay alone for a while till you burst into another set of stars that learn to hold hands it was the way my fingers trembled over a piano I held hands with a star too right before we stood on stage and then we parted to compete till the stage erupts in sheet notes and tabs it's how loud our hearts beat the real ones, not the metaphorical ones And this time, mine was louder i could finally hear it
. (we each lie to each other on the 14th of april, and you lie under on the 13th if I had known I would've said it too I don't know how to love in april because this is the first spring without you and I don't know if I will be able to shake the ground alone, in a way that my love in a way that my love echoes in a way that will even make your heavenly body ascend to space and you take the place of the mother sun themselves)
. It is always in april the day that some seeds leave their mother and make their own sanctuaries somewhere far away my friend told me about how some asteroids have their own moons that sounds so cold and so homely I jumped off a bridge and fell into ice-cold water right after you did so and under the water; it was really all just blue I heard that twinkling laugh for the first time the one that told me that if Mozart could do it by feeling the vibrations, I could too You, my star told me that music wasn't about rebuilding the composer's world in the exact same way but changing the rhythm To make the new world shake
. (I couldn't even blink when you were there now I wish I hadn't slept at night while you had a chance to breathe is this what love was? and did I just miss it? love was the world being a little louder a little more melodious, now I know but after you, I only hear my and only your spirit playing the violin love wasn't a rhythm I had to remember but once it came, I wouldn't forget it and like that, I still haven't forgotten I love like second nature after you like how clocks tick and how the world shook)
. I wanted love in the way that one will never let go or love in a way like being forever but after lying under the sea till every April weighed down by rocks and abandoned ships till my legs broke too, I turned coral to piano keys I lit up, tried to light up, the darkest of the ocean till every April, till that first April when you came and the seas seem to be the same color as the April skies, you told me my dear star, to never forget me because what we had wasn't forever but what we had was real and what is real is what remains there's something beautiful about that about us, you and me, my star and me
. (my star, was my love strong enough to make your heartbeat just a little again? just enough to move my own heart back to the rhythm, we were in before? I hope the afterlife taught you a rhythm too one that matches my off-beat thump I hope it doesn't hurt like mine but instead plays like a soft lullaby I hope that it is enough for when you hold hands with the stars at least we, you and me, my star and me can make space shake instead make the underwater shake instead make what we haven't touched shake instead like the unsteady beat of our dead rhythm)
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139 notes • Posted 2021-02-23 13:02:41 GMT
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.... pyramid clowns? Please do elaborate, m' dear
Pyramid Clowns are one of the oldest breeds of clowns known to mankind, they were discovered and first recorded in the Indus Valley Civilization at around 3500 BCE. One could have easily found them near rivers in India and Egypt, but now they are all safe in sanctuaries backed by the WCPS (World Clown Protection Society).
this is what they look like now! They have five main parts: the hat, the head, the nose, the collar, the small hocus-peri-peribus, the boing-arius pinkerum, the large hocus-peri-peribus and the lower bafoonerestine. An upper bafoonerestine used to exist (to store venom!) back when pyramid clowns needed a defense against the now extinct clowneaters, but through evolution, this feature disappeared. Clown Pyramids have the ability to separate their heads from the rest of their body for about 50-200 hours at a time! they also contain Polka-bonkei, a serotonin inducing chemical stored in their boing-arius pinkerum and store extra nutrients and water inside their collars. They are also the only breed of clown to reproduce with their clown noses!
I had briefly mentioned Clown Pyramids and what led to their endangerment in my clown eugenics post: They were taken into and selectively bred in Europe to be appealing towards the children of nobility and royalty, hence they lost their darker colour palette and shorter separation-from-the-rest-of-their-body time and adorned a brighter and more long lasting one (respectively) instead. However, their mistreatment began and got worse and worse, with them being treated as toys rather than clowns. The Honk Act of 1769 stated that certain breeds of clowns, including pyramid clowns, were not to be deemed as clowns but objects, and barred them from having basic rights. They were kept in tight cages, stretched thin, declawed (their claws were inside their hat, and they would extend it and would headbutt potential predators with it) and were overall treated horribly. This continued on and worsened up until the 1970′s, when researchers and clourologists at Cirque University noticed that clowns stopped hatching by rivers, and existing Pyramid Clowns began to decompose alive. Multiple protests were held out for the protection of Pyramid Clowns but were shut down quickly. This was the case up until 2003, when the breed was deemed endangered. This caused global panic as more and more situations of mistreatment against Pyramid Clowns (and a couple others) came to light, and on 5th November 2004, this act was finally reversed and the WCPS was finally given permission to create Pyramid Clown sanctuaries.
Now, they are slowly increasing in numbers and while they won’t be adoptable for many years to come, they are safe and spend their days without fearing for their lives. Instead, they sing show-tunes and are slowly regaining former abilities such as using their claws, reproducing and even releasing Polka-Bonkei.
147 notes • Posted 2021-11-26 10:51:44 GMT
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we are this tragedy / we act in this tragedy
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we are this tragedy I peel the sun like a tangerine and hand you a slice / we feast on the cosmos tonight / cherry picking stars and / eating small bites of the moon till it crescents / with fancy spoons we don't know how to use sitting upright, I fold my bandaged legs / like mom does to fresh laundry / on a tuesday afternoon / where honeyed rays of light / splash against the grass like raindrops / petrichocheting it's evening now, clinking our glasses / we drink distilled asteroids / the same ones that killed the dinosaurs / we traded one lung each with a dead poet / and now the dust we breathe settles in our ribs / haunting our anatomy / graying our bones / like mom to this kitchen this same kitchen dreamt of / our soft heartbeat like footsteps on this kitchen marble floor / it dreamt of sticky sun pulp dripping from our fingers onto it's counters / we put on our ballet shoes and we dance to the running tap/ drunk off the end of the world / I ask you who we are mourning tonight and you slice the sky into two we act in this tragedy you make me hold up a flashlight / as you paint / bare-boned by the creek / the waves frantically imitating your paint strokes / there's nothing special / about the last darkening tonight you dare to duel time / striking the canvas / as if you are fighting in a pretend-war / like the ones we had / where you and I / stood in your backyard / clashing sticks we tied (like fate) / to swords with rubber bands / that we stole from our mothers / knees bleeding / we called it a truce every time / adorning hastily made fishbone and seashell crowns / you pray to your art / beg to a god who doesn't listen / you beg regardless / devote yourself to your craft / one final time hunched over / you cocoon yourself into the canvas / like a receding butterfly / raindrops buckling the canvas / you dip your paintbrush into your bruised knees / and suddenly / the sky is bleeding the weatherman croaks about demons scouring the streets / you grip the wooden frame tightly / as you lose yourself to a dance with the end of the world / your calloused fingers like ballet shoes / welded onto a music box dancer's feet / your only music is the snapping rain / and tree branches falling apart like old friends / the asteroids that killed the dinosaurs / will kill us tonight / our end hangs over us / latched onto a fallen constellation / "who will mourn us", I ask you and an asteroid falls and rips the sky into two
175 notes • Posted 2021-11-29 08:35:53 GMT
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1-98 for asks like we did a million years ago, I dare you
i knew the MOMENT i saw the notif in my inbox that it was gonna be YOU pulling this shit and i crossed my fingers when actually clicking, HOPING i wouldnt have to answer all 98, maybe you’ll be tame this time, but no! this is what you’re doing to me. and ykno what, Fine. u dare me and i Will do it. i hope u rb the asks post so i can do it to u too, tho
1. coffee mugs
2. chocolate bars
3. bubblegum
4. that smart student who always read instead of actually paying attention
5. soda from glass cups is the best
6. its hard to just Decide between all these styles so ill say which one applies to mine most, which i Gotta say has to b preppy even if i want like goth or grunge to b mixed in
7. headphones
8. good omens, fmab, castlevania, uhhhh. those are just the ones ive watched so far this summer
9. my grandparents’ home. which is kinda weird but i have a lot of summer memories there
10. i sucked at like Everything in p.e., there Was no best
11. leftovers
12. i cant choose a favorite playlist?? /some/ of them, tho, are soar my ethereal heart, neither here nor there, mountainside storms, and sync of my heartbeat. so like any of my more recent ones
13. lanyard
14. i had to google a list for this bc honestly i always eat just chocolates but i like starburst
15. fahrenheit 451 was a rly fun read. ray bradbury’s writing gave me inspo for metaphors and writing and such and it was rly nice
16. sprawled across one of those comfy armchairs where i can swing my legs over one arm n lay my head on the other one
17. my black converse
18. cool temperature and rain without storms, or a cloudy day that lets me take a nice walk
19. on my side if i can but on my back otherwise
20. on my laptop, in google docs, to be more specific
21. winnie the pooh
22. idk?? i try not to look to just one person for a source of “this is how i should be”, so i guess,,,, a mix of family members and then a couple like more famous ppl??? which would basically consist of one of my aunts, my dad, and jenna marbles, to keep my Brain Process for role model stuff simplified
23. i dunno if any of the habits i have are strange?? i bounce my right leg and my right hand kinda. like. shakes when im nervous. i cant rly think of anything else i do tho i Know i probably have other habits
24. amethyst or pyrite
25. ur really just assuming my memory is good enough for this but if i had to say, it’d be any popular song from 2009 specifically
26. hide in my room with a fan and ac
27. read with a blanket wrapped around me or smth
28. atlas: six by sleeping at last, flaws by bastille, atlas: five by sleeping at last, she by dodie, and neptune by sleeping at last. there are probably more/better ones but those are the first ones i found
29. listen. be open with me. talk with me. not to sound like that person, but sharing ur life secrets is a rly big ice breaker for me because it helps let me know i can trust u. but also idk im a really awkward person and can accidentally distance myself from ppl so when ppl notice theres smth up w me or even do the bare minimum of doing Their part to maintain a friendship, that’s always rad as shit when idk how to communicate what i need
30. my room, my high school’s auditorium, the local barnes and noble
31. black boots, black jeans, any button-up shirt that’ll match that combination OR a really cool sweatshirt
32. im a bad bitch, you cant kill me. road work ahead? uh, i sure hope it does. it is wednesday, my dudes! welcome to chili’s. i love you, bitch, and i ain’t ever gonna stop loving you, bitch.
33. probably “omg” or “oh my god”
34. sc johnson. a family company.
35. i dont even have one but on a good night like 10-11
36. the troll face memes
37. suitcases feel much more organized
38. lemonade
39. lemon cake
40. ummmmm....one time a tech/theatre kid left a paint can sitting out in the open accidentally and a person took a shit in it or smth then knocked over the can, spilled a bunch of paint, and tried to clean it up w a broom and proceeded to like snap the broom in half. then they ran away to leave the kids to clean it up the next day. i wasnt actually there for that but ive heard the story firsthand enough times to Know
41. my dad
42. jacket pockets
43. hoodie is what i wear, tho everything else is Very Good
44. lavender
45. fantasy, my dudes
46. this set of pjs i got for xmas w a soft tshirt and matching baggy flannel pants
47. colby jack
48. uhhh a banana?? i could probably give a better answer if i was more
49. i dont rly live by a quote or saying, i just Go for it
50. my sister has probably done smth before to like Break me
51. everything ever but mostly myself
52. arial
53. uhhh...kinda worn? my nails aren’t doin so good and i have a couple scratches and stuff that Still havent healed after a few weeks
54. get a move on
55. the ugly duckling
56. tradition is kinda vague but i like that it became tradition for me and my siblings to go to my grandparents’ home every summer
57. i think im still overcoming like everything ive been faced with ever
58. writing? listening, helping, giving advice. idk tbh like talents who?
59. "jesus christ, my dude”
60. a fantasy/comedy, or at least if its gonna be fantasy with death and stuff, it should be dope as fuck
61. "isn’t vulnerability the opposite of being in control?” from a webcomic called aerial magic. super simple but the entire scene leading up to it,,,,,so good
62. umm fuck! i dont kno whether favs r usually ones that i relate to or ones that i wanna b like but??? keith from voltron, jirou from bnha, chromedome and/or rewind from transformers/mtmte, sypha from castlevania, and jayfeather from warriors
63. planetary (go!) by mcr, the seed by aurora, hayloft by mother mother, the cup/halloween blues from relient k, choke by i dont know how but they found me
64. coolmath was THE shit
65. yes! two on my leg from a surgery i had to get to realign my femur, bc i snapped the bone in half
66. lavender, snowdrops, hibiscus
67. i dont really have any, mostly bc i have a hard time attaching like. That sorta meaning to just random objects, but i do still have a small teddy bear stashed safely away in my room from when i was a little babee
68. pickle-flavored pringles. disgusting. would not recommend
69. lions’ roars can be heard up to 5 miles away from the original source
70. right handed
71. horizontal stripes, i guess? there’s not much wrong with them but i just Never wear them
72. math
73. i dont usually eat /weird/ flavor combos, even tho ill eat basically anything, but i like ketchup in mac and cheese sometimes. or fries in shakes. chicken and waffles. stuff like that
74. 11
75. idek honestly, my memory is too bad
76. hashbrowns
77. i dont kno a Lot of plants off the top of my head other than the Basic ones but literally any flower in a windowsill is like bone apple teeth in my mind
78. sushi from a grocery store. publix taught me that grocery stores can, in fact, be trusted when needed
79. my school id photo
80. earth tones
81. fireflies
82. pc
83. writing
84. talk radio is nostalgic but podcasts are always more entertaining to actually listen to
84. polly pocket
85. mythology with a dash of fairytales
86. cupcakes, because of my dog’s name
87. abandonment
88. to grow unbreakable attachments with everyone i care very deeply about and grow into an old age with them, or something
89. i feel like answering this question totally honestly would hurt ppl’s feelings, but also i literally could think of like 4 people to put down for this and i’m bad at deciding, esp w smth like this, so. not to b vague but These People kno who they are
90. becoming a part of a certain website with a bad crowd and managing to pick out the good apples in such a rotten batch
91. boxes
92. lamps /and/ fairy lights
93. i dont rly have any but my parents call me hannah banana. that’s ab it, tho
94. fall/winter? it kinda is inconsistent because fall has bad weather in florida but winter is when like everything has Gone Wrong in life these past few years, but then fall has such a GOOD aesthetic and my birthday is in winter, so they’re pretty even rn
95. uhhh??? thats such a weird thing, to try and assign a “favorite” app, but the only thing i could think to say would be spotify just bc i use it so much on my phone, even if the app itself isnt the greatest
96. i havent set one, actually, bc im lazy and havent found anything that’d fit
97. 2 and a half
98. the part where fish were learning that they could walk on land
#asks#resilientspeaker#trying to put this under read more#but either tumblr doesnt let asks to do that or its not showing me anything#either way if this Does show to b a long post sorry ab that
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