#monethes

[nytehavyn-circle]

The last couple of days have been REALLY hard, so I've been just trying to maintain. Hasn't been easy.

I'm hoping to come back to RP soon enough, as soon as the new meds dose kicks in and hopefully begins working. I just... wanna be okay enough to get through this month, you know? I love Christmas, so very much, i just don't like how the December makes me feel a lot of the time.

I could use all the positive energies, thoughts, juju, magic, what have you, that you can send my way. XD

In all seriousness, just please be patient and give me time. I'll come back as soon as I can, i promise.

I miss you guys a whole hell of a lot. And i love you all. <3

[myownprivatcidaho]

cross between das übermensch and nietzsches jester on the tightrope in thus spoke zarathustra call that das gööbermensch

[ququoquaw]

this is probs my favorite of the gifs. its just so silly to me

[gorepill]

last few days of the moneth! That means we have *nothing* to eat or drink (except dirty well water and less than half a gallon of milk) until the 1st ! You know what that means

[bettertwin1]

WHAT’S YOUR DUOLINGO STREAK🗣️‼️

I DON'T KNOW I HAVENT OPENED THE APP IN THE PAST FEW MONETHS 💪💪💪💪

[sullivansquartet]

Love, al alike, no season knowes nor clyme, Nor houres, dayes, moneths, which are the rags of time

[sharkboystims]

Tropical stimboard for @tropicalgwen

Request are open

Monethes—vamosvaya—Lovecore‐stims—bee-stim—sushi-stims—plusultrakincore—snakes-stims—pinterest

[libidomechanica]

She wounds; see

But, lovingkindness lays upon     me taks pity, i’ll do my endeavour to maintaine, rather     behold the love a little waves might of passion’s force,     though thou art gone, beauty

of the lovely is but a brief,     dreamy, kind delight, a cloudless music, and high rate. She     could not simple swain? To vain pursuits the night, while compress’d     with ruth; and, heavenly

harmony, from my face as the     beat of his trim hath put a spirits need to be mery     with wind might have reared, thy spirit fold, her breath, when proud-pied     April dress’d with greedy

choice were boughs; I watches. Folds of     skin; when a’ our fashion I have treated each way musicall:     and home to pluck your beauty were alone: cloistered fruit,     as full of fauour, as kidde

mought me, and looke, he was released,     and woe, they, sunlike, should be plac’d euer there is my sight     presented to there really think; yet Juan’s breast, and sung the string,     and here is far too

dangerous for that. His lip to her     charms my bosom bounded? And make mine, the deity to     sever found a singleness that I bleed. Banks of the monstrous     world, nor death of late

afternoon where I knelt watching     an urn wept over her heard no longer, longer the kind     sea-caves! No cold approach, no altered mien, just what the very     floor where is there, too,

he maketh a glorious nothing     airs. Their secret we met—in whom alone dwells at dewy     e’en; so trembling earth remove, Herrick, thou content; a     simple swaine. Sicker now;

tis as a servant some heart—which     makes not then bursts, and I do love. She wounds; see lines and owlets     builders in odour and in the blue-coat misses of     your hip; the sound would fain

be weaning back to it again     i, as others he fond eyes that tongue to say, It was tint,     her peace and the forest for queens to the wall, your mind that,     self-murder added to

the shore, then sith their stations of     the mery moneth of May strewed flower leaned aside     and the rail has been the half-serious, and listens to     thee: but she is abrupt.

[lightningclone]

Hey so I aint making rent this moneth because i had to buy food, can anybody spot me some cash? I need about $200

[ah0yh0y]

guys give me strength and motivation to get through the next moneth untill november

[heracliteanfire]

‘A Sciographie or Modell of that stupendious vessell which is at this day shewed in the Palace of the Count Palatine of Rhene in the citie of Heidelberg.’ William Hole, 1611.

from Coryats Crudities; Hastily gobled vp in five Moneths trauells in France, Sauoy, Italy, Rhetia com̄only called the Grisons country, Heluetia aliàs Switzerland, some parts of high Germany, and the Netherlands; newly digested in the hungry aire of Odcombe in the county of Somerset, & now dispersed to the nourishment of the trauelling members of this kingdome.

(Courtesy British Library, Shelfmark: G.6750)

[tobacconist]

“A certayne marchaunt, before his lorde that he was subiecte vnto, amonge other thynges praysed his wyfe, and sayde, that he neuer harde her lette a *****. Wherat the lorde meruailed, and sayd it was impossible: and so layde and ventred a souper with the marchant, that before thre monethes were ended, he shulde here her lette a ***** or twayne. On the morowe, the lorde came to the marchaunt, and borowed fyfty crownes, the whiche he promysed trewely to repay agayne within viij dayes after. The marchaunt ryght sore agaynst his wylle lent it, and thoughtfully abode, tyll the daye of payment was come: and than he wente to his lorde and requyred his moneye. The lorde, makynge as though he had hadde more nede than before, desyred the marchaunt to lende hym other fyftye crownes, and promysed to paye all within a monethe. And all though the good man denyed hit longe, yet for feare lest he shulde lose the first somme, with moche grutchynge he lente hym the other fyfty crownes. And so wente home to his house ryghte heuye and sorowfull in his mynde. Thus thynkynge and dredynge diuers thynges, he passed many nyghtes awaye without slepe. And as he laye wakyng, he harde his wyfe nowe and than rappe out *****. At the monethes' ende the lorde sente for the marchant, and asked him, if he neuer sythe harde his wyfe let a *****. The marchant aknoweleginge his folye, answered thus: Forsothe, syr, if I shulde for euery ***** paye a souper, all my goodes and landes wolde nat suffice therto. After whiche answere, the lorde payde the marchant his money, and the marchant payde the souper.

Here by ye maye se, that many thinges passe by them that slepe, and it is an old sayenge: He that slepeth, byteth no body. By this tale ye may note also that they, the whiche fortune swetelye enbraceth, take theyr reste and slepe soundely; And contrarye wyse, they that bene oppressed with aduersite, watche sorowefullye whan they shulde slepe. This man, which for a very folisshe thing preysed his wyfe, afterwarde whan a lyttell care beganne to crepe aboute his stomacke, he perceiued that faute in her ryght great. The morall boke, called Cato, counsayleth vs to watche for the more parte: For moche slomber and slepe is the norisshinge of vice.”

[muddyhippy]

Has any Tumblr HERO done a similar post for June 2023? Because this last moneth was a LOT. The Russian Not Coup and Sub Implosion wasnt even the half of it!

How we feeling this Tumbler Putin-Destiel-election anniversary?

[gorepill]

i really typed moneth instead of month

[doktorlarkey]

I LOVE GAY PEOPLE HAPPY PRIDE MONETH!!!!

w/ @zekooido 💖💖💖

[sullivansquartet]

Love, al alike, no season knowes nor clyme, Nor houres, dayes, moneths, which are the rags of time.