#will never be the same
Explore tagged Tumblr posts
Text
Andrew ate everyone up with his singular line in the sunshine court, a true icon.
#“leaving” the crowd goes wild#will never be the same#lives were changed#all for the game#aftg#the foxhole court#andrew minyard#the sunshine court#tsc spoilers
75 notes
·
View notes
Text
SEASON 2 IS GONNA WRECK ME
The way there's tears in Izzy 's eyes
The "how u doing Izzy?" from Fang
The way Fang holds him and Izzy makes those pitiful (see: heartwrenching) sounds
And even Frenchie 😭😭
The "we think ur in an unhealthy relationship with Blackbeard" !!!!
The way Izzy takes a hug as well as we expected he would
Pls I will not survive s2
Find the minute clip here in an article w some mild spoilery talk (character concept designs, the clip, etc)
149 notes
·
View notes
Text
just watched all 4 episodes of bridgerton s3 and i am now forever changed
47 notes
·
View notes
Text
guys…?
#krittykrat#wolf 359#got to change of mind yesterday and holy fuck#its so good#will never be the same#oufhfhdhdh my favs
20 notes
·
View notes
Text
went on tumblr and came back wrong
68 notes
·
View notes
Text
Why is Wednesday spelled that way?
Randy Roshi · (Quora)
Follow
I teach college courses in English linguistics and writing.
“Wednesday” is a very old word, going back to times so long ago as to predate our modern ideas about spelling. I’ve been looking into the OED for some attestations of the word, and here is a representative (but not complete) list:
wodnesdæg (990 A.D.)
Wodnesdei (1123)
Weodnesdei (1225)
Wendesdei (1300)
wodnes day (1325)
Wednesday (1450)
wonysday (1475)
Wenysday (1500)
wednysday (1515)
Wednesdaye (1562)
wensdaie (1574)
Wensday (1616)
Weddinsday (1639)
Wednesday (1681)
All the OED’s attestations following 1681 are spelled the same as that last one. Around that time, modern ideas about spelling were getting established. In older times, writers did their best to represent the way words were pronounced. Then, as now, people were likely to encounter a wide variety of pronunciations, but were inclined to write in a way that recorded whichever pronunciations were highest in prestige for their own time and place.
Wednesday got its name from Odin, or Wodin, one of the Norse gods. The “es” at the end of his name is the same possessive “s” that we still use today, although now we always drop the vowel and pop in an apostrophe.
The name “Wodin” got shortened to “Wodn” through a process called syncope. Then the “o” changed to “e” because of something called vowel harmony. Although vowel harmony doesn’t take place in modern English as a regular process, it was quite regular in Old English times. It meant that the vowel sound in “day” had an influence on the preceding vowel “o” in “Wodn,” changing it to “e.”
16 notes
·
View notes
Text
9 notes
·
View notes
Text
Night Shift changed something in me as a person
2 notes
·
View notes
Text
when taylor swift said "give me back my girlhood, it was mine first" i felt that in my very bones
3 notes
·
View notes
Text
Death doesn't even want me....chopped with a meat cleaver to the bone. Spine and scapula were visible before being stitched up. Pretty cool scar....first pic was taken two weeks after the attack when half the stitches were removed. Second pic was taken a few months after later.
#snapcrackandpop#stabbed#hacked#meat cleaver#scar#neardeath#heldittogether#badass#stabbedtothebone#badtothebone#stabbed in the back#domestic violence#recover#survivor#eyeofthetiger#fighter#will never be the same#trauma#war wounds#harden up princess#knife crime
2 notes
·
View notes
Text
What not to expect on a Wednesday
Today was a pretty good day. Okay, I was a bit lazy today. We did our first house and our second house I pretty much sat my ass down and went shopping on Te mu...SMFH Thank God for TM who picked up my bullshit slack and rocked her ass off cleaning. I helped the last 5 minutes of the house, lazy bitch. 500 Gold Stars to you today TM. The last house was cancelled so home we go.
What not to expect when you come home from work!
My phones rings and I wasn't able to get it. It rings again as I am in the middle of helping DM clean up the kitchen. I am like who the fuck is calling me??? I see that it is AK calling me on Facebook Messenger. I answer the phone and she is crying. "What is wrong?" SW, her husband. The ambulance is there. SW woke AK up and said he was having chest pains and his arms were not feeling right. She gets up, gets there son in order and they get ready to go to the hospital. As she is almost ready, SW is sitting at the bottom of the stairs and he goes into what looks like a seizure. AK runs down to him and calls 911 and administers CPR as requested. The Ambulance and Fire Department came and attempted to resuscitate SW. They have to use a Lucas which administers CPR consistently. I drive AK to the hospital while JM and TN take the baby to their house.
AK and I arrive at the hospital, I don't even know what time it is. I know its after 4:00pm. AK registers at reception and they take us to a room. Never seen this room before. The doctor comes in and tells AK and myself that at 4:02pm SW was pronounced deceased. They did everything in their power to save his life. WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?!?!? SW is 49 years old. God fucking dammit, 49 fucking years old. What makes a 49 year old just die? A massive fucking heart attack. AK will know more after the autopsy. So now, AK is now left a widow and single parent. Oh yeah! AK is 25 years old and is a fucking widow. 25 fucking years old. FUCKKKKK! This is something that she does not deserve. No one deserves that type of heart break. They aren't perfect people but they were perfect for each other. They were a team! Best friends! Their own Bonnie and Clyde.
SW is not a bad guy. SW had his quirks but who doesn't? He would do anything to help someone. He wasn't a center of attention guy in the crowd. Hes the guy who watches from afar. But get him in a small circle and he would talk your ear off. Literally sometimes he would not shut the fuck up. But you could have a conversation with him. He was an educated man. He came from a good family. Dude did not deserve to go out like this. Not one fucking bit. He would do anything for his wife and son. He would make sure that AK had everything she ever needed or wanted like a husband should do for a wife.
Ya know what kills me? I am 42 SW was 49. If he can pass away out of no where, When is it my time? I am here with an anxiety attack thinking when? When am I going to die? It scares the fuck out of me.
Rest in Peace SW! Taken from this world way too soon. Please watch over AK and SW (son). I know AK is a beast and she can get through anything but Please SW make sure you show her guidance. That girl loves you so much so make sure you let her know you are there protecting her still.
I will miss you SW. I will never forget you. I will always tell some of the funny stories we had together. Thanks for letting me be your friend. Thanks for letting me be a part of your family. We came from different backgrounds of life but you never judged. You listened and you tried to understand. I love you dude! Always and Forever!
AK I am truly sorry for your loss. You don't deserve this. I really do wish I could take your pain away. I don't know how you feel and I never thought you would have to deal with it too. Just know I am here for you.
This was the last thing I expected today. Fuck dude! You never know when it's your time.
#rest in peace#gone way too soon#Its not fair#why?#married one day widowed the next#25 and widowed#Heaven is in trouble now#heavens rules are now changed#husband and wife#will never be forgotten#will never be the same#bullshit#fucked up#fucking bullshit#unbelievable#shocked#massive heart attack#Not supposed to be like this#R.I.P.#Heaven gained an angel#Not what to expect#Not your typical Wednesday#April 5th#4/5/2023
5 notes
·
View notes
Text
wont ever be able to hear under pressure the same ever again
1 note
·
View note
Text
ai generated images make me increasingly sad and tired the more i see them in more and more casual contexts. i dont know how to explain, but it just fills the world with a bunch of nothing. no matter how visually stunning the pictures might be, there's nothing behind it for me. no dedication, no emotions, no feelings, no hard work or creativity, nothing i can truly think about, admire or enjoy. i dont think thats how art is supposed to be
#not to mention ripping off and plagirazing real artists hard work of course#which is a whole other conversation#i cant feel the same love and adoration for whatever the slop machine produces#it will never be the same#im just really tired#anti ai#anti ai art
60K notes
·
View notes
Text
guys i actually beg of you to not let palestine become an unpleasant flashback, a transient tumblr trend, a hasbeen subject that just faded away. as an arab—and specifically iraqi—girl, i know what it feels like to have family displaced all over the world as a result of western imperialism. i know what it feels like to not be able to step foot into your homeland because it’s no longer safe. as an american iraqi, raised in the us and insulated from my roots, it wasn’t until last summer that i was able to visit iraq for the first time, and even then my family was worried for my safety—in my own blood country. although nothing like what palestinians are experiencing right now, it might be the tiniest semblance of what it feels like to watch your country disintegrate in front of you.
and this is a universal arab experience. i volunteer weekly at a refugee center that serves middle eastern refugees, and every day i see the longing in their eyes when they speak of where they hail from. it’s safe to say that we will be getting a wave of palestinian refugees very soon: just another generation of arabs who can’t inhabit their own country.
arab culture is so rich, so profound, so beautiful. i am tired of being told by the world—through literal genocide—that it doesn’t mean anything. please never let this be forgotten. free palestine. free palestine. free palestine.
#i can’t describe the way being alive through this has changed me but i will never be the same#palestine#israel#gaza
42K notes
·
View notes
Text
Keep seeing that post where OP starts like 'Thinking about...grieving the undead' and then adds on about like. Real life situations where people have not died but have left your life and you would have reason to grieve them.
All respect, that's an important concept, but that is not what I am thinking about when I read 'grieving the undead'.
#your brother is a vampire. he's sitting across the table from you chatting with your mother about her day#and he's dead and he's gone and he's never coming back.#he laughs the same and he talks the same but his arm is cold when he grabs you in a headlock and your dog won't be in the same room with hi#he'll still hang around watching TV with you and give you wedgies and make stupid jokes#but you can't tell him about the bullies at school anymore because this thing with your brother's face will just find them and kill them.#and not even stupid fucking Jason deserves what the monster in your dead brother's skin would do to him.#your brother is dead and lost and right there in arm's reach and gone forever with no hope of ever getting him back.#i'm sure there are corollaries to be written about like ghosts and zombies but this is the one i'm personally hung up on recently
54K notes
·
View notes
Text
Convinced the husky that lives in the house behind us is just a sentient stuffed toy or the other way around
#like I know it just has a toy of itself but it’s so funny#I’ve never seen the dog and the toy at the same time that’s all I’m saying 😂
20K notes
·
View notes