#i am she she is me

[weepinglestat]

credit: @koekendo0sje on X.

[firefeelsfine]

When a girl starts liking pink again, it means she's healing !!!

[attractive-nuisance-esq]

Louis in his New Orleans Saints cap is also driving me insane because he’s literally put his Saint Louis hat back on like

just watch my whole brain leak out my ears

[haredjarris]

unserious poll time

[marmadelin]

Falin Touden for Thessaloniki Comic Con 🪄

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[allebasimaianunes]

✝️ because you say "I" for me.

happy halloween seasson (!!!).

[sunnshineyelllo]

I identify as Whinnie the Pooh, my pronouns are short/fat/proud of that. I love sweets, I have poor memory and severe executive dysfunction, I only wear crop tops and I hate wearing real pants.

[yourlunarspice]

WIP Wednesday

From the fifth story in my current series (A Compendium Of Palaces)! I try to avoid giving spoilers as much as possible, so only short excerpts!

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The attic steps squealed as Futaba joined the group, taking her spot and looking around. “What’s the haps?”

Morgana frowned as he looked at her. “How much sleep did you get last night?” He asked, tone already sounding doubtful. “There are bags under your eyes.”

She froze for a second, but tried to laugh it off. “Who, me? I got a full eight hours! My HP’s at the max!”

Ren only had to raise an eyebrow for her to crack.

“…I got a new game.”

“So, none.”

“Yep, pretty much.”

[moonkissedgirl]

You know how people say, "You killed the old me" or "a part of me died" or "kill your old self and be reborn" as much as I have changed throughout my life, I never like saying nor do I feel like older parts of me died, I outgrew them? Yeah, sure, but I loved each and every chapter of me. She was figuring life out, and for her age, she did so well, I love all of the old me's that I've outgrown but I don't think any of them are dead, they're all resting, they did their part, they got me this far, I know if things go bad they will get up from they're mad tea party and hold me, but they're not dead, those parts of me are just resting, and I hope they know I love them all. They deserve to rest.

[selfhelpwhelp]

So today I was on tiktok to avoid some uncomfortably relatable situations in this memoir I was reading and I saw a tiktok reminding folks to not take the mean/cruel/dirty things people do to them to heart because it usually is mostly about them...

And then I had then funniest realization... when people do you dirty often they tell you the things that would hurt them the most. My own recent behavior was the key to this clicking.

I've mentioned before that I wear wigs and that is primarily because I wear my natural hair extremely short(short enough for me to be called "bald headed"). It's cool it's edgy and unusual(especially with my weird head lolz) especially in the predominantly black area I live in(important for later as you can assume everyone I speak of is black). So I pull up the local chick-fil-a blasting my recent obsession (posted below). As I'm making the second turn, which requires passing the folks outside taking orders, I see the uniformed ladies giggling to each other. And when I pull up there's an exchange.

"Wow I love your hair." from the lady, a woman with a slick backed afro puff. (If you're a woman from the south you know the italics is dripping with sarcasm and teasing.)

"Thanks" I'm already wary because of the giggling, my musical choices and I grew up pretty much only receiving backhanded compliments.

She goes on, "I've always wanted to cut my hai- "

And I cut her off with a laugh because we both knew that wasn't true and from the coldness in her demeanor afterwards I was right on the money. But to the point of this essay growing up one of the things that upset me most was being mocked, teased and laughed at. By laughing at her, I felt I'd won a victory which in the way or passive aggressiveness is the first place prize. The same way I'm sure she thought she had an ace in the hole by pointing out my lovely buzzcut.

But the real victory was me laughing it off. It annoyed the hell out of me(because I'm a stickler for efficiency and was picking up food for family) and I didn't let it change/rule my mood. I reacted to her not my emotions on the matter.

And of course maybe I was wrong and it was a real compliment... but I doubt she would have been so mad I had to wait an extra 15 minutes for my food if it were earnest. Hazard lights and all.

[separatist-apologist]

What do you think about the Nesta stan’s..?

WHAT DO YOU MEAN????

[weepinglestat]

they’re the same and i will not elaborate

[piovascosimo]

i'm so fucked. i need to empty my apartment by sunday, and i have this guy i hired with a small truck to help me move my paintings, boxes of books, records and kitchen utensils from an apartment to another, coming in a few hours, but i'm not finished packing and my back hurts like hell. i am in panic of my hernia pains returning, i've been carrying heavy things around and up this flight of stairs for days now, my shoulder and back are crying for help! i should have sought out help but no one volunteered and i hate to ask. 'i can do it', i say to myself, as i carry the contents of an entire car up a hill, 'i'd rather do it my way'. ugh. i should have hired someone without a back problem to this for me. and to think this is the thing that is being less stressful right now is very telling. everything is going wrong, as it happens when we need to move. so i thought, i will go back and listen to the audio of my consultation with my astrologer cousin (who is great and has predicted so many things including covid and my 1st hernia crisis) to understand what is up and when things will finally be okay. but when i went looking for it, i didn't find it but instead saw this audio i had saved of a conversation i had with this roman taxi driver, who was such a character and so delightfully roman, that at one point i started recording what she was saying to keep to myself because i love the way they talk and how they like to chat and share. she was talking about going out with friends to see the collection at galleria borghese and how much this bernini sculpture stayed with her, she bought a bookmark, the hands pressing the thigh so impressive, like something real not made of marble. we were sharing our roman loves. i should be resting, i should be packing but here i am writing nonsensical stories, porca miseria, remembering.

[strangeandinteresting]

i don't know much about the amazing digital circus but I did watch the pilot and I think I understand and relate to pomni on a cellular level

[boooaarr]

@1that-tired-queer1

im sorry mabel OWNS those 2000's emojis

[muffinlance]

My baby daughter got her adorable puffin-print dress absolutely CAKED in mud crawling around the yard and my first thought was "oh no her beautiful dress"

And my second thought was "oh huh it really WOULD be easy to unconsciously steer her away from playing in the dirt. Unlike my son, whose outfits are usually some kind of solid dark easily washed pants plus a shirt that doesn't trail in the dirt like a dress does."

Anyway something something gender roles start getting shoved on kids from literal birth, but with a little time to think about things, YOU TOO can let your children of any gender absolutely destroy their clothes in the dirt pit they're digging in your garden