Squinting Suspiciously At My Hands Because They Are Hurting And Theyre Not Supposed To Be Hurting

I don't think it's fair to give us a second moon and then tell us we can't keep it. We promise to feed it and take it for walks.

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call me crazy but paywalling content whose fan base is 90% teens and young adults in the middle of a recession seems like a bad idea

that one homoerotic girl friendship that ended horribly is always like, i hate her more than anyone, i will never stop loving her. she made me who i am, i hate the parts of me she helped create. i miss her more than anything, i can't even look her in the eye. i dream about her most nights, i'll cut off my arm before i even consider reaching out to her again. i want us back, i never want to feel that way again.

These 🌹💐🌹💐💐🌸🌺🌹🌺🌷🌸💐🌺🌹🍫🌹💐🍫🍫🌹🌺🌸🌷🍫💐🌸💐🌺🌹🍫🌷🌷🌺🌸🌷🌺🌸🌺🌹🌹🌹🌷🌺🌺🌸🌺🌹🌹🌷💐🌸💐💐🌺🌹🌸💐🌸🌹🍫🍫🌺🌷🌹🍫🍫🍫 💐🌷r for my mutuals on this valentines day <3

I spoke to the moon and she already knew all about you. She said my heart beats to the same rhythm as yours btw.

the fucking Urge to live forever in the liminal space of soft lighting at 1am, lying in the arms of someone you adore where everything is soft and silent and good

prince zuko "falls dramatically ill after doing one (1) good deed" of the fire nation

this, because existing on a platform where most of my mutuals understand and relate to what im going through/feeling has helped me more than anything else

tumblr is great bc I feel a little less alone in my experiences as a disabled person