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nunutiny · 24 days
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hellboys · 1 year
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nickofferman: To countenance my international evening of humor is to know the meaning of bucolic 🌳
📸: Joe Carrotta
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know-it-all-freak · 2 months
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There is no better way to start your day than a smiling Paul.
❤️Happy McGann Monday!❤️
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(Credits to the creators of these GIFs, as always)
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rolandkaros · 27 days
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lurking on tennis twitter once again and somebody made a tweet about jokingly venturing into the tennis tag on ao3 and someone else replied ‘i once read this iga/aryna fic as a joke but it was actually really well written’ i am literally crying laughing baby that is me 😭
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tmnt-obsessed-ace · 1 year
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Just a reminder
This is a FANFICTION I can literally do whatever I want
Ninpo can be literally whatever I want it to be and if I want the 2012 boys to unlock ninpo THEY'RE GONNA UNLOCK NINPO
Also family doesnt have to be blood it can be whatever you choose
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Good news: I finally have free time to watch Mighty Nein after months of not being able to watch it!
Bad news: I decided to rewatch the last episode that I had seen because I wanted to make sure I knew what was going on.
I FORGOT I STOPPED WATCHING AFTER EPISODE 92
YA KNOW, THE ONE WHERE BEAU GOES HOME AND HER FATHER IS AN ABSOLUTE FUCKING DICK!?
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yooo new poem just dropped
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(this is the second one, i wrote this lady night idk if it makes sense but oh well :') )
Yeah, I read this twice then stared at the wall for 15 mins. Excuse me while I perform CPR on myself. Actually never mind, I'm signing a DNR. This was so raw, vivid and vulnerable. I am shooketh to the very core. It's like you are around me and spying on my life smh. I refer to my rot as this 'sickness' and let me let you know. This resonated deeply with me. I saw it, I felt it, I breathed in your poem and loved every bit of it. Growing up thinking there is something inherently wrong with you, which must be kept inside, a secret of the true self. If people know it, they'll forsake you, they'll be horrified, disgusted, repulsed, gagging and aching at the beast they've been deceived by.
And the nature of this rot is so unknown, yet it lurks in every feeling, every thought and every interaction. 'in my chest does it lie, in my heart does it feed off every misery. In every doubt, does it thrive on every mistake does it embed itself, further and further' It grows, it's a moving target, it flourishes inside. And every thing feels like a mistake, ding or not doing, it all feels like an endless cycle and it always seems to win and grow and corrode your insides.
'if you love me, leave me be' Because after all, you know how to live with this rot, you can survive with this inside of you. 'it's filthy, impure' Some people want to help, but they don't know how. The last stanza - where the person is weeping and horrified at the rot's existence. They mean well, yes but at the end you have to comfort them instead of them reassuring you. 'you can't help, stop trying' And all this leads you to believe that at the end of the day, there is something no one can fix which makes you feel unlovable. But if the person still stands, they might not know how to fix it, but they still do their best, they keep 'fighting'. It leaves you dumbfounded. Why willfully engage with this putrid rotting creature? Also the bloody hands and stained shirt. A feeling that you will contaminate the ones around you, that you will ruin the love by being so filthy. The ones you know are now covered in your blood, in your rot and it's your fault. And by the end you are so sick of it, you tear it out, you kill it all you can but you know it's all futile. Then the questions of your true self come burning. Then the lines between you and the rot seem so blurry. But you'll tear it out, you'll take care of it. Even when it's 'never quite dead, fully dead'
The line 'these bloody fingers have seen worse' alludes to the fact that there have been several attempts to 'tear it out, bleed it dry'. The rot has been picked apart a million times, yet it 'convulsively persists'
This is what I made of it. If you had indented something else and if I missed something between the lines. PLEASE TELL ME. I am not normal about this poem in the least bit. It feels like it has watched me and knows me for who I am. HOW CAN YOU WROTE SOMETHING SO UTTERLY BONE CRUSHING. I WANNA SAW MY LIMBS OFF AND GIVE THEM TO YOU AS AN OFFERING.
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Who is the worst server member, and why is it Gavin
Hi Izzie
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jadedloverart · 1 year
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Well, the puppy's owner has been found and she was a Real Trip. Very angry that this puppy [that I found Roaming About] got spayed (and I'm now more glad than ever that she is spayed because holy shit dude)
She was so angry that she (a white bitch) started yelling at me (a poc) for being racist???
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nick-cassidy · 8 months
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ryo officially parts ways with redbull
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fledermoved · 9 months
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[gagging noises] my sister and I just learned that roaches can make an absolutely horrendous, vomit-inducing stench when they die
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richtofens-hips · 1 year
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I'm so disgusted rn.
so theres this video which contains an actual cat in an actual blender. My friend showed me it bc he got it from his other friend. Somehow I managed to watch the whole clip. It was just a few seconds, but there was clearly more. The poor cat was literally crying and never have I felt so disgusted. I feel like throwing up. And I am so glad that sadistic guy is in prison for that shit. I hate that there is people like that in this world. I kinda wish I never watched it.
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miserye · 1 year
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Just saw the most red road kill ever
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introvertedfox · 2 years
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Goodbye little friend.
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nightoftheweek · 9 months
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I am currently in tears from laughing.
My father texted me last night asking if I was single and if I was still gay. We never talk about this stuff.
I had been asleep so he started to panic text over asking those two questions thinking I was upset. He ended up explaining that he thinks he found someone I might be interested in and that we'd paint her place. She'd also have no idea that my dad was trying to see if I'd like her romantically. So I get paid for my work and get to see who my dad is trying to pair me with.
I honestly can't stop laughing. Never in my life would I think my own father would try to be my wingman. And yes I let him know that I was laughing and in tears immediately after reading the texts.
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the-midnight-in-me · 9 months
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Not me sobbing over MLP Hearths Warming episodes (ie: Christmas specials) because I desperate wish my holidays weren't overshadowed by mom's bullshit
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