#tHAT HURT

[saintofsacrilege]

my humble contribution

"one of us has to make it"

but its seth and matt

but it's andrew and aaron

but it's dan and her stage sisters

but it's seth and allison

but it's neil and kevin

but its kevin and jean

but it's wymack and the foxes

but it's neil and jean

but it's nicky and the twins

but it's dan and neil

but it's renee and andrew

but–

[eternalmomentss]

Dorian desperately holding onto a smile, because he knows he will have to break in the near future, it's inevitable. He's been running and one day his fears and responsibility will catch him. The smile will fade and it will be hard to find again. So, let him continue. Let him continue for as long as he can.

[thebibliosphere]

Y'all ever sneeze so hard you pop your subluxated tailbone that you didn't even realize was out of place back into place?

No? Just me?

[sparrowatheart]

I was rudely reminded today why I so rarely share my art with people before it's finished. Don't make assumptions about people's art when they tell you it's a WIP, or when they're obviously still working on it. That's very upsetting.

[robo-boy]

my dad just threw a metal water bottle at me... Damn bro what i DO💜

[ineffablejaymee]

ok i was not ready for kenji SLAMMING the door in front of darius' face

[thatshappinessforme]

Update: OW.

[djarinvettel]

dare i say reece kept his best look til last

[mapicccc]

I really can't examine mapicc without examining myself but I Do want to think about him and his Feelings so I'm in a bit of a rough spot

[loud-italian-fangirl]

this is petty but Alex getting that penalty after what he’s said about Lance today… feels good. feels right.

[astraumbra]

i am ILL.

[ctommyisnt]

Okay I KNOW we’re letting the canary curse rest.

But.

I just saw a TikTok comment saying ‘the coal miner died because the canary didn’t die to warn him’

[spacevixenmusic]

Source: Call of The Night [2022]

[the-lokal-homo]

"Evan, I think you're adorable. But I don't think you're ready"

Ok, no problem. I'm fine. Ofc you can just rip my heart out like that. Ofc ofc. Nope, it did not hurt. Not even a bit. Tears?? What do you mean tears? No clue what you could mean

[hersurvival]

I didn't go out for my 21st birthday, not because my mother wasn't begging, but I've never been that person.

To sit at a bar and order a coctail? That's not the daughter my mother raised.

She started drinking when I was 8, mixing vodka with her pills after weight loss surgery, ruining family game nights.

By 10, my siblings and I knew based on the lines in her large tumblr how much ice, vodka, and cranberry juice to mix for her. I was the oldest.

When I was 11 I took a swig from the Smirnoff bottle before I walked to the bus and was initially disgusted how it tasted just like moldy bread. But huh, it made me feel lighter.

By 13, my (second) step-father would encourage my mother to crush as many cans as he could in a night, then expect me to get her to bed when he'd leave her sick in the bathroom.

And at 14 we became the "party house" the "clubhouse" for their gang of biker friends where I'd have to watch all their children, try not to yell at my mother because she lost her shirt and kissed someone else, shove smokers back into the garage when they wandered into the house.

Insomnia stuck me hardest at 15. But the thing about a party house is we had a whole china hutch full of open bottles and a garage fridge of random beers with plenty more on their way next weekend.

By 16, I kept a metal water bottle under my bed topped off with various splashes of alcohol to grimace down before bed and I went to my first rural country-kid party. My mother would ask me to drink with her on the couch.

When I graduated after turning 17, my mother threw me a party. With their friends. At our party house.

No mimosas, jell-o shots, espresso martinis.

It wad a long folding table with red cups and dozens of bottles with fancy labels, jugs of Hawaiian punch, and 2 liter sodas.

The guy I babysat for after school "mixed" my drinks all night. Sprite, orange colored Hawaiian punch, vodka, and fireball.

Just a few years ago, my mom was mixing seltzer and orange liquer to wake up in the mornings and telling me she had quit drinking.

I managed to avoid going out for my 21st birthday because my mom isn't the type of person to go to the bar for a cocktail either.

@nosebleedclub June 9th - Espresso Martini