The really unfortunate thing about mental health progress is that sometimes you realize you've made it in the form of "wow, I haven't felt this bad in a fucking while"
On the one hand it's a bit of a pick me up in a dark place to know that this will pass because it has passed before on the other hand sometimes it isn't entirely a pleasant thought to go "wow, I used to feel like this all the time. That was pretty fucking bad. It's pretty bad right now too also."
Someday your current baseline will be the sort of thing you consider A Really Bad Day. It does get better.
the “bad guys” in hallmark movies end up always being the most respectful men ever.
because they will find out their girlfriend of 3 years (that they were about to propose to) went off to a random farm in minnesota, hours away from were the two of them built a life together, and she decided to just… stay there without even consulting him.
and then he decides to take a trip to make sure she’s okay, because this is generally alarming behavior, and then sees that she literally fell in love with her ex within one (1) week- and he wasn’t there, but you can TELL that they’ve made out a couple times.
and then she just strings him along for a few days, until fucking christmas eve, when she just breaks up with him and is like “i know we used to have the same values, but i’ve never loved you. mark makes me happier than you ever did. and you ONLY care about work, whereas i like christmas and fun, like a Good Person.”
and then, after finding out his entire relationship was a lie and he had his life turned upside down in a week and he got dumped on christmas, this guy’s just like “ok yeah that makes sense. i only wish you the best of happiness with mark. i hope you guys build a great life together in christmastreefarmville. thank you for everything.”
An AU where two Hallmark Christmas Bad Guys are both getting flights back to New York after being dumped by their respective Smalltown Blonde Girlfriends, and they bond over their shared experiences and fall in love in the departures lounge
@teashoesandhair your wish is my command :)
Probably, Levi should be more upset.
Probably he is still in shock. Right? He looks out of his taxi window (it's not technically a taxi, just some guy named Corey who offered him a ride to the airport, because Uber doesn't operate in fucking Tinyville, Bumfuck Middle-Of-Nowhere, Utah) and tracks water droplets racing each other down the glass, because of course it's raining, and his bad knee is killing him.
Levi sniffs and rubs at his eyes and then pulls out his phone and books a ticket back to New York, wincing as four hundred and twenty-six dollars are deducted from his bank account.
And, like, he should definitely be more upset.
He just got broken up with. He was engaged, for God's sake. A four-year relationship… over. Just like that.
Corey says, "Ten minutes to the station."
When overwhelmed with choices I remember my heart,
I remember my soul and self,
The stories of those who came before,
The stories of those who surround me,
The stories I want to tell,
The stories I may never know.
And I remember that in my heart I find a storyteller,
And I think that I will be okay,
No matter what I choose,
As long as I remember,
There is always a story to tell.
having a hard time focusing today. i've also had a hard time focusing for the previous 15 or so years leading up to now but this post is about today.
"public schooling in america is by and large not designed for ideal learning and has a lot of fucked up incentives and structures that encourage mistreatment of children" ✅
"it would be preferable to have no structure or standardization and just go by vibes" ❌
"education itself is the problem, knowledge is fake, math and writing are unimportant, and ignorance is wisdom" ❌❌❌
Me curled up in a ball, shivering, sweating, feverish, coughing and having trouble breathing after coughing up blood and being diagnosed with pneumonia a few hours prior: but like, what if I am faking it? It is actually very likely that I am not actually sick and am just doing this to get out of doing my homework.
god remember when there were no ads AND you could post dick on here. take me back i'll be grateful this time
is this talking about tumblr or the internet in general
allrecipes.com
looks inside procrastination -> it's anxiety -> looks inside anxiety -> it's fear -> looks inside fear -> it's shame
Surely these circumstances will improve with additional shame
in which BBC Business Editor Robert Peston explains revolutionary socialism to a six-year-old
That weight of so many years I never thought would be still hangs over me.
Looming heavy like an anvil and when I look up all I see is that anvil hanging there.
Held by a thick strong rope, firmly keeping it in its place up in the sky
I will always be able to see it above me. A dark ugly spot blocking out the clouds above.
I know the anvil is held stong and yet still I weep for the days that brought it there.
The days of mine that will be and the days of those that will never be.
I know my rope is now thick and strong and yet
I still weep as if it was as thin and frayed as the days I would saw away at it.
And then the world keeps turning and high noon passes on.
Sometimes I wish I didn't know how it felt to pick at my own rope.
Life would be easier without
and yet I am thankful
for it reminds me of the life that is worth living.
You literally have to understand that ur closest friends and loved ones may very well have kinks or fetishes that gross or freak you out and they simply won’t tell you because they know it grosses or freaks you out. Like you have no way of knowing if your best friend is into necro roleplay if she doesn’t wanna tell you. Sometimes you date someone for years before finding out they have a thing for incest. Maybe your coworker likes ageplay and diapers. Who gives a fuck. Nothing changes between you knowing and not knowing except your own constructed moral outrage.
WRONG!
1. Get comfy doing illegal shit. Laws are made up to enforce whatever the people on top want to enforce, anal and oral sex are technically a crime in several states currently if I recall correctly
2. It’s also illegal in many places to do any kind of play that causes pain to a partner, especially that leaves marks, including bruises.
3. Making judgements about people’s morality and personhood based on whether or not they fall into the class of “criminal” is bad. Stop
I understand that “kink and not a crime” is meant to refer to genuine acts of sexual abuse and rape, but you can just say that. Also we don’t need to bring that up every single time we talk about kink. It just strengthens the connotation between kink and abuse. If we’re talking about kinks and fetishes, we are automatically talking about roleplay and other kinds of consensual play between risk-aware adults 👍🏼
"do you want to go out to dinner?"
"as long as we're eating food and not nuclear waste."
"You don't have to say that every time."






