#i feel ridiculous

[spacethemeep]

Woke up in a cold sweat and knew what I had to do

[wolfhalledits]

Damian Lewis and Mark Rylance as Henry VIII and Thomas Cromwell in Wollf Hall | Season One

[flowersforfrancis]

Who doesn’t?

[myfriendgoo94]

Just had my heart broken by pro wrestling for the first time 😞

[akumanoken]

Imagine feeling guilty for not doing anything today even though I clearly need the rest

My brain fucking sucks

[orikeepitasecret]

Happy happy happy

[galaxythreads]

i need a website where you can ask "can people do x in x religion" without people getting mad at you for not knowing because I want to include different cultures in my original story, but there are so many things you can't google and I don't know anyone irl I can ask all my stupid questions to

[our-inspire-verse]

"God im fucking stupid." I mutter to myself, for experiencing an emotion.

"Wait. No." I realize. I am being the unrhealed thing i need to train my synapses. "I am just. Vragile" -> silly way of saying i am being more conscious and gentle about my recovery

[m00kieblaylock]

Keeping up the skincare with an ice mask 😌 such a good look 🤍

[a-shakespearean-in-paris]

Bout to board my flight to Greece, the last destination on my month long odyssey. Wish I wasn’t so down in the dumps however

[horsecursed-cowboy]

…experiencing like my third crush ever 😐😐 what is wrong with me. this is so fuckign embarrassing. how do you allos do this all the time

[w1nterk1tty]

i just knew this man was gonna text me this week bc ive been speaking it into existence i just did not expect it to be today while im at work my heart is beating so hard my hands are shaking omg

[strwbrryfire]

okay okay i pROMISE FOR REAL THIS TIME ...strwbrryfire landoscar coming (ha) very soon

[aluminumneedles]

I'm knitting in the corner at a party

and guys my age stop by to tell me I remind them of their aunt, of their grandmother. This is a compliment and I take it as such. They confess to having tried crochet once, and I smile. They get back in line for the bathroom.

I'm knitting in the corner at a party and a queer woman sits on the floor next to me, arranges her skirt, and smiles up at me. (I try not to blush.) She asks me all the questions on her mind about my craft and I answer them, hands still moving. We swap yarn sources. She doesn't stay, but she knows where to find me.

I'm knitting in the corner at a party and everyone knows where to find me when they need a minute, when socializing is too much and the music is too loud and they need to catch their breath. They pretend to be checking in on me, which is sweet, but I can see the relief in their eyes the moment they stop performing for a house full of people. They sit down and tell me things and all the while they never take their eyes off my hands.

The party has wound down and I'm still knitting and the hosts, two guys in their twenties, thank me for "helping to curate the vibe." I had no idea that's what I was doing. I leave the party having forgotten to drink anything and without that woman's number but with many rows added to my top-down raglan sweater. I call it a night, and a good one.

[southpauz]

DO YOU BLEED?

[rainingmbappe]

My back problems originate from sitting all day but I HAVE to sit and study all day so I literally have a warm compress under my ass for my tailbone