#giving tree

[vinniesasslicker1]

Last song: Poison - Alice Cooper

My favorite color: Black

Last book: Giving Tree (I think)

Last TV show: Match Game 77

Sweet/spicy/savory: Spicy

Relationship status: single

Googled last: Antique stores

Current obsession: Vinnie Vincent

I’m sorry some of u we’re already tagged @genesstankycodpiece @the-hive-main @elrohare @ladyshandioftheendless @angelbambisworld

10 people i’d like to get to know better

tagged by @bubonicbabybell <3

Last song: meat is murder by the smiths

favorite color: orange 🍊

last book i finished: bliss montage

last tv show i watched: supernatural (s12)

sweet/spicy/savory: savory? i honestly dont have a preference

relationship status: single

last thing i googled: stardew valley wiki 💀

current obsession: dead poets society + the sims 4

looking forward to: halloween! and nanowrimo

tagging > @laceyc0bwebs @thelifeofagirl @chiiiiiiiiiiiiiii (i have no other mutuals and am lowkey scared to tag people i follow so sorry this is supposed to be 10)

[kojiarakiartworks]

December 2003 PDX Portland Oregon U.S.A. 

© KOJI ARAKI Art Works

Daily life and every small thing is the gate to the universe ：）

[howlingday]

Jaune: (Stiffens)

Ren: Jaune?

Nora: Everything okay? (Follows Jaune's gaze to Elm in front of them) Oh, I get it~...

Ren: Get what?

Jaune: (Gulps) G-Guys... She has a FAT ASS... and I really, REALLY wanna smack it.

Elm: (Glances behind her) Excuse me?

Jaune: (Flinches)

Elm: Care to repeat that, little man?

Jaune: Uh... oh...

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Jaune: (On the ground, Crushed by thighs)

Ren: JAUNE!

Nora: I guess this is what they mean by, "Thick Thighs End Lives," huh?

Ren: Nora, please!

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Clover: There you are, Ederne. Please, have a seat.

Elm: Thank you, sir, but I'll stand. (Winces, Thinking) Damn, that kid's got an arm...

[sparklecats2009]

I wanted to send another update for some of Knox Pride's other needs! They also specifically need donations for their personal care pantry, which mostly is used by homeless mothers and women escaping domestic violence.

They are currently doing a program to give gifts to homeless youth, many of which are trans. The person running the program is someone who WAS a homeless trans person. I really cannot boast enough about their work! I hope in the rush of the end of the year you can remember this organization and choose to support.

Donations needed for Tennessee Mutual Aid

Hi everyone - I wanted to post about a non-profit close to my work that is currently running low on items for unhoused people in Appalachia.

This organization is giving upwards of 800 pounds of food to the homeless population per day, it is also run by a majority trans / LGBT staff and provides resources for neurodivergent / LGBT youth. Due to the current situation, they will be needing more support than ever to continue their work. The weather is getting cold and many unhoused people are in need of gloves, scarves, hand warmers, etc. This place is doing good work and I would love to see more people support it! Thanks so much for reading. Their amazon wish list is here: https://www.amazon.com/hz/wishlist/ls/3T9X36RVOUI7E?ref_=wl_share Their donation page is here: https://checkout.square.site/merchant/E6MY1M6R2WSAW/checkout/WFNTJ7VQX6LBPAC5PS5ALG2Z

[jessfoisy]

I just wanna rant about the Lego movie for a moment. I really love this movie and as my son was rewatch it several thought occurred to me while usually I like the message of this movie towards the end we learn that the whole Lego city was a dad‘s project and he is essentially forced to let his kids ruin it. This thing he’s probably spent hours on and yes, it’s nice of him to share. I don’t like the idea that adults aren’t allowed to have things just for them, I understand it doesn’t work in the real life. In the real world, I would not be sure you can tear apart and play with this thing that I love and took me hours instead. Hey, let’s go build you your own or buy your own. It’s giving very rainbow fish giving tree vibes. Adults are not allowed to own or play with toys apparently. Parents aren’t allowed to have anything for themselves. The moment your kid wants to play or ruin something of yours not even respectfully we see very clearly that this kid in his game has torn apart buildings but while very creative and imaginative has ruined hours of work. I have my own Legos my kids not allowed to play with them. I don’t really play with them. I love to build them and have them. My kid has his own Legos and sometimes I build with my kids Legos me and him play together but the end of the day those are his Legos and these are my Legos and he’s not allowed to break my buildings.

Though for real, it is really cute at the end dad and son are playing together with the Legos. I do wish dad had been able to keep his special Legos and his Lego city. 

[theuniversalscat]

🌳 👏

[unfinishedsonglyrics]

I’m tired of you Giving Tree boy. Tired of boys like you who never really grow up. Who confuse want and own with love. Who expect trees to always yield to their wishes to the point where they’re reduced to stumps and who see a tree’s weariness and sadness through the lens of entitlement. Oh it doesn’t matter that you can’t grow apples or branches or a nice trunk, I don’t need those anymore anyway.

Yeah but maybe I do boy. Maybe I miss my apples and branches. Maybe I miss growing and feeling the wind in my leaves. Maybe I miss feeling alive after you leave. Maybe I miss being a tree. Maybe I miss being me.

But you never think of that do you? You want me when you remember me and you think that’s all that matters. As if I only exist in those moments with you. You only seem to notice when trees are giving. Just once I wish you could appreciate the trees that are living.

[vaguedevice]

[herlavendersyrup]

This is the modern "Giving Tree"

You up? Alex Krokus

[kojiarakiartworks]

December 2003 PDX Portland Oregon U.S.A. 

© KOJI ARAKI Art Works

Daily life and every small thing is the gate to the universe ：）

[apollos-boyfriend]

every time some jerk complains about the new minecraft update “not adding any value to the game” i think about that one jschlatt clip where he discovers a lush cave for the first time and is genuinely rendered speechless by its beauty. so much of minecraft’s charm and beauty is exploring and discovering new lands and generation and falling in love with a world that was made for you and to love you

who give a shit if the pale garden doesn’t “add” anything game breaking. it will be worth it for the hundreds of thousands of players who stumble upon it by chance. only a few people will be able to relate to being handed a new op block/mechanism on a platter but everyone remembers the feeling of still being new to minecraft and the wonder of uncovering all its quirks. it’s about the loving the universe for its smallest of features and creatures as the love letters tho humanity that they are not exploiting the universe for all that its worth jackass ‼️‼️‼️

[kharmii]

I've dealt with this my whole life wondering why there's a big wide world of people who are allowed to be flawed and 'weird' and able to express themselves in ways that makes them unique. I, otoh, have been expected to hold up to an impossible and unrealistic expectation of perfection. Finally, I came to the conclusion it's what happens when you are surrounded by Narcissists and abusers who want to take away your agency while gas-lighting you into making yourself a willing slave. They beat it into your head any sort of individuality and free will makes you 'selfish'.

It's not my job to make everybody's life easier, especially when nobody puts a damn bit of effort into making my life easier. Being nice isn't a weakness; just because I let people exploit me for so long, it doesn't mean they are allowed to talk to me like I'm stupid or a sucker. I'm allowed to have bad days. If I smile and practice perfect social skills, and yet the scurrilous little shit-heels I'm surrounded by still come up with reasons to be shitty toward me, then yes, I deserve to express some agitation. I'm not just some vacuum cleaner who can be conveniently put away when people are done using me; I'm allowed to 'human', and sometimes that can make other people uncomfortable.

it's hard to explain because inevitably you sound like an asshole, but some people are allowed to lose their temper, lose their mind - you're not, though.

when your friend never texts you first and misses your birthday and never makes an effort; you don't mind. you know she's struggling, and you want her to get the help that she deserves. you give her every excuse and every chance.

it shouldn't matter to you so much that people are always coming through for her. you want her to be happy, you love it for her. you love that her community rises up to the occasion. why does it bother you that when she snaps at someone, says horrible mean things - but two hours later, everyone is comforting her while she's crying. you know she's stressed. why do you kind of hate that she is welcomed back to her job, that her parents are endlessly wiring her money.

and you're - fuck, are you envious?

but when you don't text back, someone sits you down and says i know you're struggling, but you're being a bad friend. when you're too numb to show up for work, your boss just shakes his head. i'm sorry. i can't approve more time off. we have the company to protect. when you finally snap back at your family for making that shitty comment again, you're forced to apologize for being too sensitive.

god forbid you need something. people aren't used to you being the one asking. you're the giver like the book you hated; your pages all open and rumpled. you always have the answer, always have the solution. you are reliable, trustworthy. people like you don't struggle with things. you're supposed to be lifted by tragedy. you are given a maximum of 24 hours to grieve, and then you need to just behave at the party.

you can't read the giving tree without feeling like crying, and even that feels like it's too much emotion. like, nobody looks at you and assumes you're the tree; they'd name five other people before even considering you in the running. you're just there, never-asking.

your friend gets to say mean shit, that's just her personality. when you make a snide comment, you're just being petty. people laugh when your friend stands you up for another event; they say she's just like that. you were 5 minutes late to a meeting with friends and they were mad about it for the rest of the evening. your friend sets everything on fire; everyone applauds her through the ashes. you so much as light a candle: and suddenly now you're an arsonist.

you don't want your friend to suffer, though. the thing is that you just wish that the empathy and kindness your friend gets - you wish you had that option, that everyone offered you grace and money and a gentle reception.

the other day you were fighting down the bad urge; the void call, the end note. you tried-anyway. you went to the family event, tried laughing at the right moments. nodded and smiled and all of it. one of your siblings threw a fit, but she's allowed to, so everyone just rolled their eyes about it. you took 3 whole minutes to stand outside when you got overwhelmed. you literally set a timer about it.

in the morning you woke up to a text from your parents: you were a complete disgrace last night. idk what your attitude problem is, but you really need to fix it.

[jackoloperun]

She Loves Me, She Loves Me Not

She feels herself slowly decaying

From the inside creeping

Toward out

She’s a bouquet

With the most beautiful flowers

Each petal a piece of

Her being.

One by one she plucks

Each petal and begins to hand them out.

Slowly decaying piece by piece

As the petals disappear

The leaves’ edges turn

more and more brown

As the moisture is drained

The bouquet now wilting

And not nearly as beautiful as before

Once each petal is plucked

Its name was changed

From bouquet

To bundle of twigs

Everything has been taken from her

Slowly decaying petal by petal

Her love finally runs out.

[atompowers]

[girlzoot]

I gave, and he took and took. He Giving Treed me out of existence. —Gillian Flynn/Gone Girl