#im gonna ficking cry

[bizlybebo]

IM BOGNNNA KFIRKKNHMDLDLF

[lesbiantrish]

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[wildwomenblues]

This is soooo stupid but for some reason twitter has this glitch where it locks you out of your acc for changing your DISPLAY NAME.. and it logged me out and it keeps asking me for mg authentification code and idk what the fu k that js!!!!

[steampunkedparm]

the design by the way :3

mostly inspired by the fact that i very badly want a source 4 tattoo <33 i love those funky instruments dude they're great

my gods do i not like this 3D design class

(at least my professor really liked my tattoo design :DD)

[th3realsp1nb4llwh1zz3r]

wait so Tumblr might get shut down because of something the CEO did?

FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCKING FUCK WHY THE ACTUAL FUCK SHIT GOD DAMNIT FICK FUCK FUCK FUVK FUUCCCKK

HOPEFULLY THE "MIGHT GET SHUT DOWN THING" ID FALSE IM GONNA CRY

[mmm-asbestos]

I cant ficking google haircuts bc they just show me a bunch of straight people im gonna cry and throw up

[marvel-and-chicago-fan]

Taylor

Warnings: None

A/n: Small little blurp? I think that's what you call it. In celebration of me and my friend missing Taylors Concert because we didn't ask our parents to take us. (they said yes after we asked them(she already went to a different city)). This is rushed because i'm on my phone but im so bad at getting my two imagine i'm writing done so until then Here you go 🙂 (BTW IM SO SORRY IF YOU DONT LIKE TAYLOR SWIFT 🙁)

Word count: 528

Summary: You love Taylor swift but you know you won't be able to go to the concert because your brothers will say no, but little do you know somebody was  listening to your conversation

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“Cause baby i could build a castle” You were obsessed with taylor swift, you wanted to ask your brothers but you knew they would say no and besides Will hates concerts, anytime there's one in town he basically has a field day at work. 

“What is she singing, she's been singing that for days now?” Will sighed. “Taylor Swift will.” Jay replied. “And how would you know that?” Will was wondering why Jay would know Taylor swift's song. “I work with hailey basically everyday, and i live with my teenage sister. Of course I'm gonna know who she is” Jay chuckled. “You've got a good point”

***

“It would be so fun to go to Taylor's concert. I would have died if she gave me her hat during 22” You and your friend Alyssa loved Taylor Swift but you guys also like Harry Styles, but she liked Harry more than Taylor. 

“Yeah that would be so cool but my parents for sure wont let me go since i'm already going to Harry Styles Last Concert in a couple of months, and your brothers are strict sometimes” Alyssa sighed into the phone. 

“Anyways i gotta finish some homework I'll see you tomorrow Lys' ' You said as you were going to hang up the face time. “Bye Y/n see you tomorrow” Alyssa waved at the screen and then she was gone. Now time to Sob and cry over having to do homework.

But outside your room Jay made a call. “Hey Josh, can I ask you a really important Favor and question?” 

***

Jay walked into the living room where you were planted on the couch watching your favorite show, The Rookie.

“Y/n, since you didn't ask us about going to the Taylor swift concert, how about we dress up and go buy some merch tomorrow?” Jay wasn't much on dressing up but it was for you. You turned towards Jay and looked at him “For real? The lines are gonna be really really long” You knew that for a fact. 

“I may or may not know someone who will be able to get us to the front of the line” Your eyes lit up and immediately ran upstairs to find things you'll need to make your outfit perfect.

***

You and Jay had gotten a lot of merch. Wills gonna kill you guys for sure. “Hey Y/n?” Jay Pulled Two pieces of paper out of his pocket “Hm? NO WAY OMG” you were literally screaming. Your brother Jay, JAY MOTHER FICKING HALSTEAD, IS HOLDING TAYLOR SWIFT TICKETS.

Before you said anything else you ran to hug Jay and almost tackled him to the ground “Thank you, thank you, thank youuuuuuu” But something didn't make any sense “Wait? How did you get tickets, they were really expensive and buying them off ticketmaster ended like a while ago?”

“Lets Just say, Taylor is an old friend of mine and she owed me a huge favor and backstage tickets.” Jay grinned. “Thank you so so soooooo much, You're the best big brother anybody could ever ask for. I love you Jay.” You hugged him again. “I love you too Y/N”

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Horrible one today because i wrote it in 1 hour but i did something 🙂

[sieglinde-freud]

HOYLFICKG SHIT?!&2&3&

BRUH THEY DID HARMONIC CORDELIA AND SELENA

THEIR WEAPON NAME IS “INSEVERABLE SPEAR”

theres no fucking way, hold on i need to go watch something

[one-strugling-bean]

OFMD Random Commentary (Ep 9)

Aw, he called him sweetie...

We trusted you Frenchie!

Bit of fan-fiction, I see

They're both confessing to the crime, what soulmates

Izzy's little wave to Ed during the trial was so soft, omg, is he expecting to be forgiven later

Badminton is still a great name

"The bill has come due" *proceeds to whine to not be killed* I love Stede

Everyone clapping over Ed punching Izzy - this crew truly represents the fandom (i hope)

Act of Grace is such bullshit though. As a thing that existed in real life. Makes sense, but feels so much like cheating

Everyone joining in to save Stede is so sweet, I wanna cryyy

"Calm down, Mr. Wavy Blade!" Have I mentioned how much I love Stede yet

"We talk it through,- " "as a crew!" Oh yep, I'm crying ;-;

Damn, Ed really threw it all for Stede huh...

Did... Mary really claim him to be dead?

His beautiful beard........ Nouuuuuuu

Salt-and-pepper beard is an equally great name

I don't really buy that Ed is that okay with everything, but I'm glad he's keeping his cool at least

God, Izzy's such a bish

"And what makes Ed happy?" Ohhhh you set yourself up there, Stede, admit it

Oh fick they bactyqlly kissedb, omg!

(decided to keep all the spelling errors, to further demonstrate my immediate reaction)

This scene was everything... I know shit will hit the fan eventually, but for now, I'm just happy for them

Yeah, Oluwande is the best choice - it makes me happy how quickly they all accepted it

Wtf, how did Badminton get there??

(heh, Badminton)

Oh my fucking god, you gotta be joking

Nou, don't leave him on the dock by himself.......

Do me a favor, don't go back home.....

Soooooooooo, some stuff happened.

Ahhhh, I hate it when I'm right

Fuck this show. Im gonna throw a tantrum

I might be feeling slightly sad at the moment as well. Maybe.

For the record, I'm not really expecting things to get better next episode, just further-y worse.

But I'm curious as to how.

We'll see. Hopefully, it won't be bad enough to cry.

[kate-apologist]

rewatching face the raven drunk and i just know im gonna cry gonna cey so hard oh fick

[fizzlingdrinks]

You know what?

You deserve compliments.

Some of this is gonna sound corny, but I've done my best to compliment you fairly without that many generic compliments, cus you deserve nothing else than the best.

I love your drawing style, and the way you portray SmallEtho is both hilarious and suprisingly accurate.

Its nice to see other nordmenn out on the internet, since we're not well known about :'D, so im suprised at finding someone som er norsk og interessert i folkeeventyr. Many of mah favorite dumbasses (friends) dont really know so much of folkevtyr og de tingene der, so its refreshing to see someone exited about it.

Your art is inspiring me to draw more myself, and i get exited every time you post <3

Im not gonna ask you to draw anything (in this ask anyways), but rather to look over your art and realize "huh this is some top tier art, yeah this shit ammaaaaazin" because its true.

Your art is so good, you deserve a fukins kvikklunsj. And a smågodt pose. A smågodt pose with a fuckton of the strawberry things bcus they're awesome.

Also how the fuckety fick fakk do you post so often?? Ur the fukings Flash. Goddam speed. Don't overwork yourself tho, stay happy and healthy you amazing Shrek x Kakashi shipper.

I have more compliments, but its 10pm and i have projects to work on and sleep to sleep.

Have a great night, and remember that you're amazing, people care about you and want you to be happy <3

HOW THE FUCK DID YOU KNOW THAT I LOVE THE STRAWBERRY THINGS WHAT THE FUCK

<33

I HAVE SOMETHING CALLED AUTISM AND THAT AUTISM MAKES ME SPEEDY ZOOM AND I ALSO HAVE A LITTLE SOMETHING CALLED A CONCERNING AMOUNT OF SMALLISHBEANS/SMALLETHO BRAINROT

WDYM YOU HAVE MORE COMPLIMENTS ABDEJSBSKA <3

IM TRYNNA LIMIT MYSELF TO LIKE TWO DRAWINGS A DAY SO THAT I DONT GET BURNT-OUT BUT GOD DAMN SOME OF YOUR GUYS’S ASKS ARE JUST SO AUSGEKENWKWK

IM GONNA GO CRY BRB

[sleaterkinnie]

oh fuck cancer started playing but now thats its playing im not gonna skip it but oh my  god poh my ficking god . the violins. im going to cry

[romani-loves-xanthos]

Sometimes staring into the void has perks, afterall the void actually ficking listens to my rambles and genuinely cares about said rambles and stories a d worlds that I've made up in my head. The void like my rambles and chaos and such.

Like who is gonna listen with genuine interest as I talk about my many character and worlds that I've been building around for years and such. Most people don't have time to listen to the short version let alone actually show interest. I can tell when people actually care or are just listening in the hopes ill shut up faster or ya know dont ficking care and are trying to get me to stop talking by showing disinterest.

The void like my random bullshit and I know this bc I asked it to curse my mothers luck and it did. I know this bc she can't find any disabled parking spaces as of late and thats fucking hilarious to me.

Yeah I also have to walk farther and yes im also disabled but like its funnier this way. And I dont so much have a problem walking if I keep moving (the problem is standing for long periods of time, even just a few minutes fucks me up) and I got tired of my mother not realizing her taking half an hour looking at things and waffling back and forth just to decide to get both or neither causes me to be unable to walk hence why I usually go off on my own or sit down somewhere. She always gets mad im not there to exploit as a tie breaker between choices and acts all huffy abt it bc shes a bitch.

Now the void is better at being a parent then her bc the void doesn't even try to manipulate me, unlike her, and genuinely just likes my presence and all. My mother however is a manipulative whore of a bitchass mother. She tries to make me say she's "such a good mother and surely the best mother of all time" (she's not obviously) and all this random prompting i don't follow and so I just "agree" with her by saying "sure" or "yeah" and the like. She hates that I "hate" saying "I love you" (I don't like saying it bc its a lie and im trying not to lie as much as I used to and so avoiding saying it by sticking to only certain lies instead and avoiding saying things that are lies makes it feel better) and so she tries to make me say it. I refuse.

I just wanna stare into the void and scream and cry and tear myself apart but I dont bc im trying to be better than before. Im trying.its hard but im trying. And talking to the void helps.

[randomrantsandbeingskinny]

so the guy i liked doesnt like me anymore, i am so fucking stupid for explaining some dumb ficking shit that i find funny to him becouse that made it even worse i think , and i am just so weird and i hate it so much, i always fucking do this dumb shit and im so annoying, also he is literally out of my leauge so what was i even thinking, if he doesnt text me first tommorow im acctually gonna starve myself until i am worth something, also i posted this stupid ass insta stories and he saw them and i think that made it even worse so yeah i might as well just fucking shut up and never talk to a guy i like anymore, he is just so cool that i want to text him all the time and i cant control myself which probably annoys him, im acctually gonna cry like why the fuck am i so bad at social things and i cant even be normal for once, it was going so great and now he doesnt even like me and i already got attached becouse im fucking insane and cant live like a normal person, im just so done with everything and everyone, why am i dumb, ugly and not funny like girl pick a struggle, also i wanna text him even now even tho i KNOW he doesnt want to talk to me becouse i just made everything worse and idk i think im just gonna cry, no wait i cant becouse IM FUCKING INSANE AND I CANT EVEN DO THAT IM LITERALLY SO DONE AND ON TOP OF THAT I DIDNT WASH MY HAIR AND IM NOT SLEEPY SO IM GONNA GO TO SLEEP AT FUCKING 4 AM AND OVERTHINK EVERYTHING I EVER SAID TO HIM, also can he just tell me that he doesnt like me anymore intsead of just giving me hope becouse i need that to fucking get over him at least a little

im not even adding tags becouse tumblr is a notes app for me

[scarecrowscarecrow]

when i was six i rememnber m dad cfryon cryinf as je mowed the lawn. he foun d a r abbit,half rotted in the bust benreath waybes window. it stunk in the sun and looked up at us with clouded eyes. i asked my dad if rabbits went to eaven . he just sobbed,. i donr remenber dad ever being that upset even wharn mom died, he jist got cruel. drywall falls on my gead and the sun bears town and all i feel in my mputyh is ash and grit something bad happned that day. thers nothing good lefy.

my brother the rabbot, the fiers the lawn myself my father, scrying and crying and not moving to burty the damned dead. rabboysr have always beeen gentle crearires. why were we named stom them the aahses are too lloud and they fall into my ears, i feeel dead.i m not breathing my lunds are full of air i cant rememeber last sunday i acant eremnber past a camera lens i cant remember the last yime i smoked and it felt good i cant remember bing safet ibn bed with someone who trusted me as i amm an d not fot this. named aften small birds known fro shutting down easy prey easy chase but with no meat no skin in the game nothing i wlet her down i lost him fucj whi did i never see it sooner is this an attack is it erealapse itsbeeebn five ficking years sinec i last did this im hoing fucing backwards im hurting im sobbing the worst thisn is i mlike this im no nbetter rhan the insane things in the woods im going to svacre everyone maybe i want to.

did you know that the rabbit speciec Sylvilagus has 13 wild species? 13 days thirteen species was i reallt revereted back into my nuber my birtday my shitty fucking lucj. when i was six i rememnber m dad cfryon cryinf as je mowed the lawn. he foun d a r abbit,half rotted in the bust benreath waybes window. it stunk in the sun and looked up at us with clouded eyes. i asked my dad if rabbits went to eaven . he just sobbed,. i donr remenber dad ever bei

gonna go shave my head. brb.

[werewolfsonpage211]

if you grew up not speaking english you may have had the experience of hearing your parents using english when they needed to talk about stuff around you that you couldnt know about.

you know that phenomenon of feeling like its easier to think and talk about your own emotions and complicated thoughts in a different language than your mother tongue?

i feel like im using english so that my inner child wont understand. like it would be too much if they could hear it. like i should protect them from the burden of these heavy thoughts. they should be carefree.

if i speak to myself in english only my mature and critical self will respond. i wont get too emotional or overwhelmed. english is a professional language. its a reading language. an academic language. meanwhile, my first language is the language i met the world in. its the language in which i cried out to my parents. (ive never called my parents mommy or daddy. theyre mamma och pappa.) its the language i laugh in and the language i cry in. its the language i spell out difficult english words in. (lan-gu-a-ge.)

in english i can analyse my feelings like a scientific paper. it puts a buffer up between me and the words i use to describe myself. its not necessarily bad. it makes is easier sometimes.

english is a theoretical language. its light. my mother tongue is heavy. the words set, like a body in quicksand. that can be useful. i calm myself down better in my first language. its grounding. english is flying. its air. or a river. it just goes on and on, forward and neverending.

hang on im gonna try a thing

om du inte talade engelska när du växte upp hörde du kanske dina föräldrar använda engelska när de i din närhet behövde prata om saker du inte fick veta om.

du vet det där fenomenet att det känns lättare att tänka på och prata om sina känslor och komplicerade tankar på ett annat språk än ens modersmål?

det känns som att jag använder engelska så att mitt inre barn inte ska förstå. som att det vore för mycket för honom att höra det. som att jag borde skydda honom från mina tunga tankar. han borde få va bekymmerslös.

om jag pratar med mig själv på engelska kan bara mitt mogna och kritiska jag svara. jag blir inte lika känslosam eller överväldigad. engelska är ett professionellt språk. ett lässpråk. ett akademiskt språk. mitt modersmål å andra sidan är det språk jag mötte världen på. det språk jag grät efter mina föräldrar på. (jag har aldrig kallat mina föräldrar "mommy" eller "daddy". de är mamma och pappa.) det är språket jag skrattar på och språket jag gråter på. det är språket jag bokstaverar jobbiga engelska ord på. (lan-gu-a-ge.)

jag kan analysera mina känslor som en vetenskaplig rapport på engelska. det blir som en buffert mellan mig och orden jag använder för att beskriva mig själv. det är inte nödvändigtvis dåligt. det underlättar saker ibland.

engelska är ett teoretiskt språk. det är lätt. mitt modersmål är tungt. orden sätter sig, som en kropp i kvicksand. det kan va användbart. jag lugnar ner mig själv lättare på mitt modersmål. det är stillnande. engelska flyger fram. det är luft. eller en å. det bara fortsätter och fortsätter, framåt och oändligt.