#fucking up
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Cowardly walked away from every responsibility after 38 years. 38 years. 38 years.
Left every personal belonging behind except his dark secrets - those were hand delivered to covert storage for safe keeping.
Shredded hearts. Broken dreams. Stolen futures.
Pornography and dirty secrets more important than everything and everyone.
All encompassing. Watching it. Writing it. Reading it. Hiding it. Protecting it. Not just adults. Not a damn thing to do. Not enough probable cause.
Hidden cameras with night vision in our sacred space. More terrible secrets. More denial.
Many new tool kits, window breaker purchased with terrible intent.
Taking tens of thousands from his elderly father with dementia. No conscious. No consequences.
Elderly father left suffering on the floor for days with a broken arm while preoccupied with porn at the hotel. No daily calls happening knowing it was absolutely necessary.
Daughters devastated, confused, depressed.
So. Many. Lies.
Addict behavior turned on wife: psychological abuse, emotional abuse, stonewalling, victim blaming.
Fifth job loss in six months.
Divorcing him a must. But how?
Decisions about whether to pay the mortgage or attorney on a $20/hr salary while there’s no accountability for the money frivolously spent for months.
Trying to shift focus away from the terrible he’s become; the lies to his attorney begin about everything and anyone, especially her.
Upon his father’s passing, this stranger will have spent life changing money on this terrible darkness, will receive a beautiful condo, full social security, the disgusting addiction, oh, and his new girlfriend he’s been buying lingerie for with his father’s credit card. A new girlfriend found less than four months after walking out on a beautiful family.
Ruined a family in every way a family can be ruined. Life has never been easy. So. Much. Trauma. He knew every wound but did it anyway with full knowledge. Knowing the human cost.
Sister a prostitute. Died of an overdose.
Brother a gang member. Shot in the head and killed at twenty one.
Nephew/adopted son died of overdose in 2020.
Aren’t men protective, brave, and courageous? When?
Biological father (doesn’t deserve that term) abused, violated and completely broke four of us growing up. Decimated three generations. He “has no problem sleeping at night”; suffered no repercussions.
The reality of addiction. The ugly truth. The secrets families have to keep while the addict continues the damage.
Something has to change.
#spilled thoughts#wivesofpornaddicts#pornaddiction#bad guys#men suck#stop being a coward#fucking up#destroying
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The energy I cultivate is that I try not to fuck up, but when I do, friends come to tell me I've fucked up.
Like, they trust me enough to know I won't blow up or double down, and that I'll try to fix whatever mistake I made.
#fucking up#friends tell friends they screwed up#autistic#putting your foot in it#don't double down#decent human energy#feels like the bare minimum but
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Daddy's Girl
There's this world out there. Fuck Do they hate me when I hate me. I threw an orange at her Dad during Christmas meal. I had enough. I have all the backup and none. I'm just Sorry, not sorry. Call me a drunk one More time. I'll prove your shit theory As I take your daughter home and give Her the only home she's ever known, Dad. God, does she hate me today. And God, Do I love you for giving me the strength To be, to hurt, to submit and say I'm sorry. I am sorry. I said it. I am a man, after all. This is why he gave me a ride home. That's what real men do. She Will never understand. And we will Break up and I will laugh at citrus Being the focal point of finally. I can love you all, and will, but you Do not tell me about one more Conspiracy theory and claim Jesus. Fuck you all, with love.
#poetry#poems#writing#free verse#last night#mistakes#christmas dinner#fucking up#I hate it all#goodbye
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no man or woman can ever replace you, there is a gaping hole in my soul in your shape and size and trying to fill it with alcohol drugs and sex didnt work
what am i supposed to do without you
i come home to someone whos not you, i still say your name during sex i still think about texting you when i see things i know youd like i still look at the things you once said you need a lifetime ago and i still want to buy them for you i still think about us growing older together i still remember how proud we were of each other for making it to adulthood i still remember talking about our first second third etc jobs i remember talking about rehab and psych wards and hospital i remember how you said youd walk me to aa like i walked you to your psychiatrist we were through so much together why do i come home to someone who is not you
#i miss you#lonely#feelings#sorry#suicidal#leaving#life#i hate my life#real life#what the fuck#fucking up
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what it means
It was late
(or early, if you're that person)
the world was blurring at the edges
I knew I was making a mistake
and at the time?
I didn't care.
That's what scares me,
honestly.
I woke up on the sofa
and memories crept in slowly
pricking like tiny needles
pain hunched in my temples
guilt, fear, regret
crawling up my throat
laughing at the irony
of my own choices killing me
I got up, got dressed, forced
myself out the door to school
and I sat, choking down cheap cereal
in the fluorescence of the cafeteria
and you walked in
and my stomach churned
like pasta at a rolling boil
because I had to tell you
You asked if I was okay
and the only thing I could say
was what I did last night
and I started to cry-
and you looked in my eyes
and you wrapped your arms around me
and you asked again
if I was okay.
They talk about trust, forgiveness.
They talk about love,
love that reaches far beyond infinity,
but when you tell someone that you fucked up-
and they still whisper "I love you" into the dark
and they still reach for your hand
you finally understand
what it means.
#guilt#pain#shame#forgiveness#light#fucking up#moving on#making mistakes#crying#creative writing#prose poem#for my sun#i owe you my life#thank you#love: your moon#just a thought#my words#words of mine#writers on tumblr#poetry#poeticstories#love#my writing#my thoughts#poem#love poetry#prose and poetry#spilled poetry#spilled thoughts#writing heals
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. . . I am still blundering and stumbling, and have fallen into a way of hurting myself at every step.
Anthony Trollope, from Phineas Finn
#self-destructive#mistakes#lost my way#hurt#injury#fucking up#messing up#bad choices#the worst feeling#personal#sad#bleak#quotes#lit#words#excerpts#quote#literature#classics#anthony trollope#phineas finn
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The thing about being autistic and having systems to manage the ways your brain doesn’t compute is that when they don’t work, or when you fail to implement them, it’s a shock like running into a wall. Smack.
Intellectually you are relieved that you don’t go around running into walls all the time anymore, but emotionally you are damn sore and sorry for yourself. Shame, panic, anxiety, spiralling all the way down. And trying to pull yourself out of it because you still have to deal with the thing at hand.
And in this case the thing at hand brings its own special flavour of anxiety, deep and with very real consequences.
I did a meditation on abundance this morning. It was good, it made sense. But the other part of my brain is actively engaged in a yelling match denying that it’s enough, that we will triumph. Still a third is trying to get them both to shut up so we can deal with the thing at hand. My brain bulges with the effort like Mt St Helen’s before the eruption.
Like Harrow the Ninth, beads of blood form on my forehead as I try to retain control of this mess.
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I think one big reason why we don't consider the stars as important as before (not even pop-astrology anymore cares about the stars or the sky on itself, just the signs deprived of context) is because of light pollution.
For most of human history the sky looked between 1-3, 4 at most. And then all of a sudden with electrification it was gone (I'm lucky if I get 6 in my small city). The first time I saw the Milky Way fully as a kid was a spiritual experience, I was almost scared on how BRIGHT it was, it felt like someone was looking back at me. You don't get that at all with modern light pollution.
When most people talk about stargazing nowadays they think about watching about a couple of bright dots. The stars are really, really not like that. The unpolluted night sky is a festival of fireworks. There is nothing like it.
#cosas mias#it's amazing it's always just up there and we can't see it! it's so fucking frustrating!
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filipina miku!! my mom helped me with her outfit ^_^
#THIS TOOK ME FOREVER RAAHHHH#i had help from my mom with stuff like the parts of the traje de mestiza which is the outfit shes wearing#this trend looks so much fun and i wanted to join in.. im first gen canadian though so ive never been to the philippines and only#know thru stories of my parents growing up. im proud of my heritage but there are some things i didnt grow up with that#make me feel disconnected from my culture. so it was nice to talk to my mom abt it and ask for her help with this :3#the pleated tapis is meant to resemble her skirt.. i had no way of adding her stockings but i noticed the piano key design#so i used that for the saya. the bandana is meant to resemble her hairties and shes wearing bakya wooden slippers with embroidery#i kinda wanted to add the panuelo to resemble her tie as a finishing touch but i forgor ;w; just imagine it i guess#my mom really likes this. shes a little confused abt the blue hair and i had to explain her hair is like that but she thinks shes pretty#originally i wanted her holding the woven pamaypay and fanning herself because ITS HOT ITS 25 FUCKING DEGREES TODAY#but i couldnt get the pose right so i settled for this. i wanna draw her and brazilian miku high fiving ill do that tmrw#my art#myart#hatsune miku#miku worldwide#philippines#vocaloid#miku
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shoutout to the guy who after unsuccessfully hitting on my sister and being politely declined asked her "is it okay if i ask your brother instead" and when she said yes gave me a long and searching look before sighing and going "no. i am not drunk enough to go for a dude. but you look like an angel" happy bisexual pride to this man and this man only. hope you figure it out soon king
#interestingly not the most harrowing thing that happened tonight no that was#getting recognized from a podcast. i hope that never happens to me again thats so fucking scary#fuck me and my wretched life why do i always end up exisiting in the public eye while detesting the consequences
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Shout out to all the Black ppl that can no longer participate directly in the fandom they love because of the stresses of racism 👍🏾 you contain multitudes of value and I'm sorry that the color of your skin and the power of your voice makes people not want to acknowledge that.
#yes im apologizing to myself too fuck it#its happened at least three times so#its cyclical i think#FOUR! no- FIVE TIMES ACTUALLY!#bc now you see the shit before you even show up!
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new favorite YouTube comment just dropped
#LMAO#wolves#yellowstone#abolish capitalism#guillotine the rich#anticapitalism#leftblr#therian#YouTube#youtube comments#socialism#anarchism#communism#ecology#antiwork#fuck capitalism#eat the rich#babe wake up#all-time hilarity#personal hall of fame
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not romantic not platonic but a secret third thing [what would happen between earth and the moon if the earth stopped spinning as illustrated by xkcd randall munroe]
#'your moon is here' things that make me explode like a supernova#UGHHHHHHH what if i was perpetually in your orbit. influencing the tides. protecting you from asteroids. and slowly drifting further away.#then you stopped moving and i was only pulse to your dead heart. orbiting you. right where ive been left. and so you started turning again.#ria.txt#personal#space opera au#(<- not about what you think is about)#hiiii this is gaining traction so glad we're all going insane :D your moon is here is SO fucked up. so good.#xkcd#randall munroe#space#moon#anyways xkcd comics are so good. entertaining witty and informative. check em out!#ok this is about false and ren from hermitcraft#falseren
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in the hour or so it took me to draw this op turned reblogs off
EDIT: reblogs are STAYING OFF. op was right and correct and i have never regretted making a post as much as this one. if you want to reblog my art you can reblog something else from my blog. or commission me, lord knows i deserve financial compensation for the nightmare this post has put me through
#art#i had to block multiple people because of this post and i easily could have blocked more#do you guys have any idea how exhausting it is to hear 400 people make the exact same unfunny joke each thinking they're being original#or worry that another person might get harassed over a post i made because of the way people are talking about them#or be harassed/insulted YOURSELF because some people don't know how to fucking behave#you guys don't get reblogs back. you should be grateful i'm leaving the post up at all.
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countries will be like “nooooo our birth rate is falling exponentially and it’s effecting our economy” and immigrants will be like “hey can you let us in so we can boost your economy and fill your empty jobs and raise our children here” and inevitably the country is like “the only thing worse than a large scale collapse of our population is letting foreigners live here”
#I was going to say only Western Europe + America but Japan is so xenophobic#Germany’s abysmal fucking birth rate combined with their vitriolic xenophobia#atp give up#dissolve the country again
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