#mine is still at my mom's house
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The secret to living to an incredibly old age could be far more straightforward than previously thought, as youāll find out in this interview with a scholar at University College Londonās Centre For Longitudinal Studies.
Instead of eating olive oil, walking 10,000 steps a day or never having children, Saul Justin Newmanās best advice for living past 100 is to simply not get a birth certificate when you are born. For those of us who didnāt have the foresight at the time to not ask for a birth certificate, misplacing the document is of course an option, too.
He has tracked down 80% of the people aged over 110 on Earth and has found that the most common trait they share is not a lifestyle choice so much as the fact that their date of birth has not been properly recorded ā and that their real age is unlikely to be what they say or think it is. And these are the lucky ones. In fact, many of the oldest people in the world are already dead.
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@void-of-unparalled-chaos @daydreamsandcrashingwaves @boopjuice @bloggerspam @lovelesslittleloser @ashoutinthedarkness @marthofwar Y'ALL GUESS WHAT
HE GOT A HOUSE
And mom said that he's now officially mine and I WILL cry about it.
*sobs* b a b y
#the house still strongly smells of glue and I'm sneezing because of the smell#but omgomgomgomgomg#remember when I said that I'll cry when mom sells him? mom solved the problem by deciding that he's mine#I am very emotional#driada toys#forest spirit#I must share my emotions#yes the box is also made by mom because she can do anything and it's magic
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my sense of urgency for this election was all used up watching a genocide play out live on instagram while my mom continued to talk about which politician might make the housing market better and i tried not to genuinely lose my mind over the dissonance. in all honesty short of bombs dropping on americans' houses my adrenal glands are beyond checked out. i'll show up to the polls and do my part and try to plug into the bare bones direct action i can find in the middle of nowhere deep red county state but god. there are so many posts circulating trying to fear monger me into voting for one genocidal president of this genocidal nation over another and i may as well live on a different planet. i can fathom the urgency but i could not make myself feel it short of being held at gunpoint. which may even be on the ballot but that's how americans have been voting for decades now and each of them regardless of party has worried about the idea of being held at gunpoint while a right of theirs is taken away while there are people who are already being held at gunpoint and their rights have already been taken away by the very people being beamed into my eyeballs as the escape from this hypothetical violence that's already non-hypothetically happened to millions who aren't US liberals because of the america they're trying to save from trump the same america regardless of democrats or republicans or whigs or federalists and does anyone else feel like they're going crazy
#j.txt#2024 elections#cannot imagine how american palestinians are feeling#it's genuinely... like i felt honest to god insane watching the boots on the ground journalists over there every day for like 4 months#and then going to work 5 days a week like any of this fucking matters#like nothing about this election can compare in my psyche to that like i'm not even trying to compare them but my brain like#changed shapes this year. and its shape now does not include a sense of urgency about fucking dollhouse barbie american politics after#experiencing all that. last year early this year#i still think about gaza every day but i'm privileged enough to have burned out obsessively getting updated every day#the ocean we swim in said this is normal now. israel committing genocide w our dollars is normal now#it's the same shit with the pandemic and i don't buy into it but the dissonance of the entire world around me spinning on that axis#while mine spins on a completely different one where thousands of people we could have saved are dead now#like sorry that is genuinely insane. i feel like my mind will actually break if i think about it for too long#it's a worldwide gaslight and it's Unfathomable that these political issues in my world#where thousands are dead. is not on my mom's political radar whatsoever like she's thinking about jesus and the housing market#like those thousands upon thousands of lives were never even REAL#i feel like i'm going crazy man it's so fucking ridiculous how am i supposed to take politics seriously with that split#like i know how and i still do but. can anyone here me it's just#it's genuinely a gaslight to think about it too long like i will feel like my reality is splintering
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Of course my waitress tonight was my estranged older sister who hates me and I havenāt spoken to or seen in years why wouldnāt it be? Fml
#she didnāt even know my momās back in the hospital again#Iām shocked she even acknowledged me and gave me a hug honestly#I just changed my clothes when I got to my parents house and I can still smell her fucking perfume on me and itās making me feel insane#mine
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welp, she was absolutely wonderful and I love her so so much, but I guess itās not the right time to get a puppy :c
#My sister said sheās mine if I want her#but I live with my parents still#So they would be with the dog on weekdays when Iām at school#and my mom pulled out the āI have been through so much in the last 6 months I canāt be concerned with a dog in my houseā#And while I think it would be good for all of us tbh after everything#I canāt fault her for that and I canāt make her life more stressful rn#anyways the puppy was sooooooooo cute#and thatās the puppy update if anyone was curious#Lea speaks
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been thinking about inheritance and legacy and how I'm never gonna really know half of my family
#most of the time i'm fine with just Rejecting half of my ancestors#cause what other choice do i have...#i carry this last name i'm prob gonna keep it forever#and i don't want anything else from them#not after everything#but then some part of me still wants to know what they were like#like my mom and my grandma will sit me down and tell me stories of our ancestral house/land and the things their family did#and like i could go visit that place and be like. that's Mine (not rlly cause i'm a girl but. if they weren't misogynists it would be fine)#and then my dad's history is just Blank#i think i've heard him talk about one of his uncles and his granddad once#but that's it#we don't Talk about them#as if that erases them#and it kind of does but also#it would be nice to know where i come from
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the bittersweet but absolute flood of relief that comes from admitting defeat at living independently, to have to move back in with parents. we tried! we gave it our best shot for almost 3 years! but living like this (being on our own) is just not possible for us at this time of our lives. we've finally proved it to ourselves that we can't do it. it'll be okay to let ourselves rest now
#latimers parents not mine!!!! i am NOT moving back to florida LOL#really hope that the changes will be good for my mental health. this apartment is toxic to us#ive been on the verge of meltdowns Kind Of A Lot lately. imnot doing great#extremely dependent on substances. just to reach a baseline level of functioning. but even that isnt working as much anymore#the only things i do on my phone or tablet these days is like. 2 mobile games. and skirting past my dms to check latimers blog#its too overwhelming to even open discord these days yknow. everything on earth is too much for me right meow#i havent been drawing i havent been social online OR irl i havent been cooking or creating#i havent been keeping up with personal hygiene like at all im particularly ashamed about that one#i've been really bad about doing my T the past few months which is a HUGE shame because im SO fucking hyped to be on it#theres just. too many obstacles in getting it done half the time. and the other half of the time i just forget#anyway. anyway.#our lease ends in july so between now and then we're just gonna try our best to tolerate our living situation enough to get by#there's a light at the end of the tunnel. and its called 'i only have to be in charge of like 2 rooms at most. and not a household!'#we're gonna try to slowly comb through all our things between now and then so the process of moving wont suck as bad#cuz listen. its pretty fucking bad right now#maybe not for other people. but it is for me. and its okay to let myself come to terms with that#im just. so relieved. still very stressed! but theres at least light at the end of the tunnel and its only like 2 months away#ill be able to draw guilt-free again. ill be able to just EXIST guilt-free#i dont think ive felt guilt-free for just existing the way i do since like. turning 20#i know my mom wouldve loved if i stayed home forever. and im sad i cant be there for her#but ever since i had a fight with my dad at 15 or 16 it just really felt like he didnt want me there more and more#maybe as the youngest he was resenting that i was preventing him from becoming an empty nester or something. i dont know#because all the other kids had been moved out and on their own at least once but i had never left home before#i dont know if he'd be heartbroken or not to hear that i feeling like he was resenting me. but thats the energy i was picking up for years#i dunno. i dont know#anyway. back to housing. for now im going to try to relax and store energy for the moving process#the huge pile of things by the kitchen? i dont have to worry about that becoming permanent because we're leaving in 2 months#the general discord of the state of our possessions? we have to go through everything to pack it all anyway. we can move in RIGHT this time#when we moved in here we didnt have a car or license so we were dependent on latimers 3-hr-drive-away parents to help us move#just /across town/. and we had a whole month between leases! but it still had to be done in a weekend
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#house creaks#thought that was a really cute but sad snapshot of that really sincere young era of deviantart.#cant help but notice how close that is to my 11th birthday. 'kovu's parents were extremely conservative catholic and mine were neoliberal#spiritual. 'kovu' was my childhood best friend from birth and around that time is when their parents started freaking out about#me being transgender + openly gay especially at such a young age and my parents doing nothing about it bc my parents were fine at the time#it. and my mom was also using at that point i think. and i remember that was the first fight our parents got into that made them#forcefully 'end' our friendship.#sad. we were friends for a couple years after that up until like 2015#we still talk sometimes on instagram. i hope theyre doing ok. i also hope at some point they get the chance to transition
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I think my mom doesnāt understand that people grow apart sometimes and thatās okay
#og#so thereās this kid#shes my neighbor from before we moved#and I mean by that that her house was Nr 1 at the top of the hill and mine was Nr 14 at the bottom of the hill#(it was a cul de sac kind of street)#and when we moved there the people there had a daughter that was a year old so between me and my sister#so as new parents do our parents immediately befriended each other so we pretty much grew up with that kid as a third sibling#except that she got a sister that was three years younger than her#and from that day forward whenever we met up it was four of us#And my sister and the bigger girl would be paired up#And I had to hang out with the baby#which. It was not fun. For so many reasons#but especially because I was just so bored and this kid was clingy and difficult and overwhelming and you couldnāt reallyā¦.. play with her#and any time I tried to get the four of us to play together theyād still do the teams thing#And obviously weād lose and Iād get blamed#so it goes on like that for about eight years which is when we moved away#And since then my mom has been prodding and pushing me to keep being friends with a person I was never friends with in the first place#MOM. SHES NOT MY FRIEND GOD DAMN IT#weāre in that awkward in between stage where I know her so I canāt really ask any questions about her bc I know the answers#but I donāt Know her so I donāt have anything to talk to her about#And she just expects me to do the talking even though sheās the one that wants to be friends#I would argue that itās because sheās a kid but I get on great with much younger kids all the time#fuck. Being in courses with people I donāt know has shown that Iām not that bad at socialising at all#It just makes no sense to me to try with this kid
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btw my mom said it. she said it to me looking me in the eyes. i told her about how difficult it was for me to get through those family reunions, and she admitted it was very important to her, important enough that she was just going to do it anyway.
#i know there are compromises out there#and i'm not going to live w them my whole life so i'll be out fairly soon all things considered#and i'm trying to be understanding when people's priorities aren't the same as mine#but i uh. would be lying if i said it doesn't hurt a little wittle bit.#i'm gonna keep handling it because i've been an asshole to my parents for long enough#i largely owe them that. cooperating and spending time with them and engaging in what matters to them.#but then she's says things like ''but whenever you move out you'll still be part of the family and invited if you want uwu''#it's just ?????? okay thanks ???? perhaps you could also try seeing things from my point of view perhaps????#it's all circling back to that. they have a very weird way to ''help'' me#throwback to them trying to cure my depression with amusement parks#when i would have liked a little less of that and a little more help and understanding#it feels like they're trying to put bandaids on a cancer#''you don't ask for help'' okay no help is coming. i am not being helped.#the system can't help me cause there's no damn beds no damn professionals no damn time to help everyone#the people around me can't help me because it's not their job or within their wheelhouse to help me#and they've got their own shit to deal with#on that note#i was discussing stuff with my mom#and i mentionned it was indeed pretty difficult to manage your time when you had to deal with school and friends and your parents#and she was like ''deal with your parents???? what do you have to deal with????''#oh i don't KNOW maybe that i'm officially an associate of my dad and i have to help out w events and some accounting#or maybe i have to pay back the fucking years i spent being an ungrateful child now i do everything you expect me to and it's exhausting#maybe that you constantly remind me i am living in YOUR house by touching my shit instead of letting me deal with shit at my own pace#maybe the fact that despite everything i care about you and i want us to have a good relationship and that takes WORK and i'm exhausted#maybe the fact that you keep giving me advice that is unproductive misguided misunderstanding etc etc#and cold comfort after you did something you knew to be difficult for me#how you keep encouraging shit that i don't want and am unhappy with because it's the ''normal'' way#how you raised me from childhood to be an empty shell in a family of empty shells#broadcasting my misery#vent
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fun fact I was born with hair so extremely straight I couldn't keep a hair tie, pin, or heat curl in my head for the life of me
I barely cut my hair (to this day) but once randomly we decided to chop of more than a foot of length and my hair was never straight again. for some fucking reason
#I've lost hair bc health issues but ive got thick hair genes so i still have quite a lot of it lol#thinking abt chopping it to my mid upper back to help it regain a lil bounce#it's quite long rn and the weight makes it flatter bc i do not have a tight curl pattern#my mom used to complain so much about my hair bc she's always had curls and didn't know what to do with mine lol#she'd give mr ponytails so tight i looked permanently surprised but i could feel the hair tie slipping even as i walked out of the house#it's so funny now bc i havent worn my hair tied outside the house in like 8 years lol#also the change was probs like hormones or something bc if my calculations r right#(bc no i do not remember any of this lol i remember telling ppl about it n like. remembering it)#it was right before i started going gray!#it's been around a decade and the progress has been slower than i anticipated but it's still noticeable!#or so I've been told lol i dont look at my hair that much. it's dark n the mirror's lighting is shit JDKDDKDJ
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i wish i had my license and a car so i could leave. i hate being here all the fucking time.
#Rasp Rambles#stuck in the house all fucking day everyday. canāt walk somewhere because to do that iād have to pass houses with large dogs that could#easily get out of the fences around said houses (ONE DOG OF WHICH HAS AND FUCKING BIT ME BY THE WAY. IN CASE ANYONE FORGOT).#i canāt call a friend to come pick me up because the only irl who talks to me works all the time and i donāt wanna bother him. and even if#he didnāt i still wouldnāt be able to because i have to watch my little sister because she otherwise gets into shit that isnāt even hers#because apparently my mom canāt fucking raise either of us correctly. i at least never stole shit that wasnāt mine already.
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omg my momma got me my very own car yippee!!
#personal#my face#kind of#YES im nearly 30 and i still learning to drive listen i had shit to do!!!#this is MY car.... my baby... š„¹#it has a hand clutch instead of the stupid foot clutch.. and and i can see over the steering wheel!! im so short ive always had to reach aa#my mom and step-dad got it for me bc they noticed how depressed i have been lately and how much i isolate myself#so this was motivation to have more independance and not feel ball and chain to the house#which is soooo nice listen i cried over this car it was a surprise and i criiieeed they said they want me to feel loved and important waaah#my bio-father would never do shit like this its so wild to have a dad that cares about me and looks out for me š„ŗš„ŗ#THE TRAUMA HEALING IS A LONG TEDIOUS AND HARD ROAD BUT IT IS REAL BABY#im so happppyyy~~~ i feel so dorky looking at it i keep going outaide to sit in it like thats MINE thats MY BABY#sorry this is dumb im just emotional and i feel so loved and its hard but im learning to trust again and ugh its just really nice yknow š„ŗ#the car is a metaphor for GROWTH AND LOVE !!!!!!#also never thought i would have a diahatsu ive always been a toyota girlie but i can make an exceptions#also yes there are stickers all over it it was my cool bipolar aunts car prior to me#also also yeah feet i dont care look at em all u like free dog show for the freaks in the back
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you can't take a picture of this - it's already gone.
one year since i moved out of my mom's house to live on my own. all this clutter and stuff came to the apartment w me but still, i am unable to really call it home. before i even lived there we lived in a different house which i was then longing to return to post-divorce so i know change is inevitable and it's all just part of how life goes but still it's like. will home ever stop feeling like a place and time you only keep growing more distant from every day. idk
#mine#my old bedroom pictures w bonus photo of our living room. i still go there hell im going there tonight we will watch tv as usual#the living room still looks p much exactly the same as it does in that photo w a sofa for each coasters ready fr tea & tv slightly tilted.#and in the room that once was mine i still have a bed to sleep in. but they're not my sheets and there's no personal clutter in sight.#mom got these grey oak cabinets that hold spare blankets and toilet paper. it's her laundry room where she hangs laundry to dry.#the orange wall w my mural is still there. i remember how the sunlight would sometimes hit that wall and reflect back deliciously bright.#she's looking forward to painting it a soothing green maybe later this spring or summer. it's gonna be the final step of redecorating.#im still welcome to stay over but it's not my house anymore. im expected to leave fr an address that doesnt really feel like mine either.#idk ive been feeling like. a tree collecting rings but not being entirely sure the core is still under there yknow. and i wanna go back.
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I may be getting new bookshelves (they were my dead grandfather's)
#I also might be getting their room#since my grandma doesn't want to sleep in there anymore (she's currently sleeping with my mom)#and she doesn't want all the space anymore since she has significantly less stuff#she wants my brother's really tiny room & he'll move into mine#we're all moving to the left š#my cousin it getting their bed & furniture set which mind you was orginally my mom's before she got married#will say its a good thing my grandparents live with us because while it makes the loss 'worse' for my mom & dad & brother & me#since we were a lot closer than people generally are with their grandparents/parents later in life/in laws#it's really good my grandma isn't alone right now and won't be when people have to start going back to work & their own houses#since we're still going to be here. especially me since uni's basically over now minus exams so I'll be home most of the time#idk thinking thoughts#if buddie goes canon on 911 I'm going to be watching it happen sitting next to be grandma lmao#bonding!! šš#bella talks
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me and my cousin i'm barely on speaking terms with (but in a relatively casual way) repotted her deceased grandmother's pothos today. this was our first time actually properly repotting it bc last summer it was in such a fragile state and we were so scared to hurt it that we just lifted it out of its pot and placed it in a bigger one but this go round we basically dismantled it entirely. we got eight discrete plants and placed it into four different pots!! in nine months it went from the edge of death to that many plants and like ninety leaves altogether. so if you're bad with plants but still wanna fool with them, i guess you should get a pothos.
#neither of us are corny enough to say it or interested in tearjerker moments but i think we both felt the presence of her grandmother HEAVY#this was the only potted plant of hers still living since she died back in 16 & it was. god. it was no longer variegated from lack of light#it actually had more leaves than i remembered. it had like 20. but for every leaf there were 4 places there should've been and wasn't.#water that touched the soil came back yellow which i've never researched to see what the cause is#but i associate it with like. bogs. and stagnation#like if it was still in that dark corner of my other cousin's living room it fr might be dead now#but in nine months thanks to my other cousin asking for help and thanks to us repotting it and taking our turns with it#it has more than quadrupled in size and is variegated af#i don't know what we'll do in like six months when it wants to do it again...#i'm keeping mine somewhat contained tbh i don't even like pothos i just love it bc it's a piece of my aunt#and it is like objectively so fucking sweet that we've rehabbed it like that#adam yaps#like two weeks ago i asked my other cousin if she'd want a pot of it when we repotted and she once again emphasised#that she didn't want it or any cuttings off it leaving the family or being handed out willy nilly#and i once again tried to explain that it's a pothos. it wants to be split up and thrown all over.#that's a pothos' favourite thing#plus her mom probably gave an ungodly amount of people cuttings off it like come on now#but anyway maybe she'll understand now when she sees and fully comprehends that in 9mos we turned half a plant into 4#at this rate we'll either be giving bits away or throwing bits away. those are the options we will eventually face.#because you can't just repot infinitely. eventually your whole house will be one massive pothos in a hundred pots.
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