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more-glitter-more-pizzazz · 13 days ago
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I remember, I remember certain things What I was wearing, the yellow dashes in the street I prayed those lights would take me home Then I heard, "Hey, kid, get out of the road!"
Can't change what you've done Start fresh next semester
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caruccio · 2 months ago
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Museum dates where she stares at the art and I stare at her.
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melomancy · 6 months ago
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the ellipsis is the most powerful of all the punctuation…so versatile…i’m pondering…i’m omitting…i’m implying…i’m trailing off…
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mythology-void · 4 months ago
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girl you are killing it! girl i think it's dead! girl you can stop STABBING
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girlstressed · 1 year ago
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"did i tell u this already?" we are in a timeloop and i am in love with u tell me again
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eonars · 10 months ago
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Last summer I was on a very expedited acid come up at a music festival and my entirely unaware mother thousands of miles away was at costco and texted me incredulous at how they already had halloween stuff out for sale in the summer but all I saw was a message preview of a giant 10 foot tall skeleton with glowing eyes and "can u believe it??"
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nataliescatorccio · 5 months ago
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"Originally it was not called 'Good Luck, Babe!', it was called 'Good Luck, Jane!", but my co-writer and I kept getting in arguments about it, so it became 'Good Luck, Babe!'." CHAPPELL ROAN on 'Good Luck, Babe!'
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datcravat · 6 months ago
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this place is so fruity!
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hinamie · 5 months ago
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post-graduation trip airport looks
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borgialucrezia · 1 month ago
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caruccio · 1 month ago
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Texting isn't enough, I need to take her to a bookstore.
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demigods-posts · 2 months ago
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headcanon that annabeth once spilled sauce on her shirt during lunch. and proceeded to remove said article of clothing before wordlessly stripping percy of the shirt off his back and wore it for the duration of the meal. and from that point foreward. anytime annabeth needs a shirt. she'll look at percy. and he'll sigh in defeat.
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bruciemilf · 6 months ago
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Alfred honestly can’t say shit about Bruce bringing in strays, because what if the Waynes got him the same way?
I genuinely can’t recall HOW Alfred, British special forces extraordinaire, ended up working for Gotham’s (scary) sweethearts.
In my mind, he came to them bleeding.
There’s a tang of bitterness pooling in his gut. Soldiers don’t have friends. They have guns. And he’s all out.
Just when Alfred thought all is in peril, a tiny little hand gently covers a nasty bullet hole on his abdomen.
The first thing Alfred thinks about is: ‘Jesus, this kid has scary eyes.’
“Hi, Alfred.”
“…How do you—“
“Bruce! Jesus FUCKING Christ, I swear, I’m not paying for your ransom next time you run o—…What the fuck is that?”
If there’s one thing about Thomas that Alfred will never forget is his voice; The bass , so chasmic and powerful it could shake the whole world, and the burning care in his eyes despite his vulgarity.
Bruce, — who’s the tiniest bundle of a boy Alfred witnessed, is yanked up by his father’s strong hands, squeezed to his chest carefully. “Hurt,” he says. There’s a tiny, red handprint on Thomas’ shirt.
“Yeah, I didn’t notice,” Thomas mumbling, looking around.
Maybe local gangs? The bullet point is too precise, too calculated. “Who the hell are you?”
Alfred, with his raspy breath, says, “I’m the terribly rude bloke dying on your doorstep, I’m afraid. Alfred Pennyworth. At your service.”
For a guy who’s about to bleed his last, he sounds awfully sarcastic.
“Yeah, wise guy, no one’s dying on my kid’s birthday. Bruce, tell Dotty to prep up the basement. And tell your mama to get my Budlight out of the cooler. Jesus Christ.”
Alfred ends up hoisted on this man’s back. Thomas asks if he has anyone he wants to call? Anyone that’ll come pick him up? Anyone to bury him, if it comes to it.
Alfred whispers he does not.
Thomas sighs. “Well. Kid‘a been asking for a playmate.”
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elkian · 1 year ago
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One small but extremely annoying effect of Tech Modernization or w/e is how UI contrast is garbage anymore, especially just, like, application windows in general.
"Ooh our scrollbar expands when you mouse over it! Or does it? Only you can know by sitting there like an idiot for 3 seconds waiting for it to expand, only to move your cursor away just as it does so!" or Discord's even more excellent "scrollbar is 2 shades off of the background color and is one (1) pixel wide" fuck OFF
I tried to move a system window around yesterday and had to click 3 times before I got the half of the upper bar that let me drag it. Why are there two separate bars with absolutely nothing to visually differentiate them on that.
"Well if you look closely-" I should not!! have to squint!!! at the screen for a minute straight to detect basic UI elements!! Not mention how ableist this shit is, and for what? ~✨Aesthetic✨~?
and then every website and app imitates this but in different ways so everything is consistently dogshit to try to use but not always in ways you can immediately grok it's!!!! terrible!!!! just put lines on things again I'm begging you!!!!
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seagiri · 11 months ago
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very sleep deprived doodles of whatever’s going on inside my brain
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