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when you grew up as a lonely uncool girl it will never stop haunting you by the way. you will meet a cool person at a bar or the train station or at a friend's party and you can wear your most stylish outfit and striking eye makeup and you will swear that they can see through all of the facade and see the lonely terribly insecure teenage girl you used to be who desperately wanted to connect and you will swear that they know that there is like an insurmountable gap between you. this will happen forever

Bbg I’ll help you hide the body then be on my knees in the passenger seat

Misty squad unite!!!

so you’re telling me that they just left misty out there the ENTIRE night. why does no-one care about her??? i’m actually gonna get so mad!!! misty get behind me!!!!

avoiding yellowjackets season three spoilers online as a bisexual woman is like being in the chokey from matilda and trying to avoid being poked by nails 😭

I’m walkin with you.

Misty Quigley and Jeff Sadecki friendship… walk with me.

Standing with my uterus up against the microwave #infertile

"you don't like mpreg?" i don't even like fpreg

okay but the callie lottie dynamic could have been so interesting and deranged like why the FUCK did they kill her now. genuinely feels like they just don’t know what they’re doing with the adult timeline because WHY DID THEY SPEND HALF THE FUCKING EPISODE ON JEFF like i noticed the issues wit episode 3 i just thought it would get better. like what are we gonna do now. what’s gonna happen with callie now. are they just gonna sweep it under the rug. killing myself

I started photography a long while back when my dad gave me his old camera, I was about 13. I’ve kept it up and finally got a cord to edit them on my computer.

Need somewhere to post them so tumblr it is, this is just one album of when I was going through a fascination with eyes when I started photography (hasn’t really changed tbh just feels weird asking people “hey can I get a nice close up of them eyes”)

Jackie my love they did you so dirty 😔

Saw a comment saying that ghost Jackie is mean in the hallucinations because the girls all saw her as a mean girl, none of them knew who she was

*knocks on wood*

if vans cancer remission actually regresses, and i see tai go full wilderness, killing whoever she wants in the hopes of it being a valid sacrifice for vans survival, you won’t see me batting an eye.

i will be eagerly watching with my popcorn and tea for the good of the sapphics. yes, GO FUCKING APE SHIT FOR ME‼️

van probably would not like it because of her moral ambiguity that we’ve already seen.. but still

gruesomely kill for me 😋

a bloodied axe is a normal and acceptable winter outfit accessory i think

misty said i love her i’m going feral

MISTY SLEEPING WITH AND SNIFFING NATS JACKET MISTYSLEPINGWITHANDSNIFFINGNATSJACKET

this season feels like being attached to a string and swung around aggressively

Christina ricci really said she doesn’t see misty wanting anything to do with men and the writers went full force with that shit

Walk em like a dog sis👏

Boog

F

maybe this time picking at Textures on my skin will lead to being silky smooth

Misty 100% is gonna be obsessed with nat in both the teen timeline and the adult timeline in different ways. To the point where it’s probably gonna endanger teen Nat in someway, in this essay I will-

Taivan erasure makes no sense, unless you take into account the fact everyone is afraid when lesbians are actually butch. “oh look at Shauna’s flannel” this and “look at Jackie’s sweater vest” that. Van wore a little vest for Doomcoming and none of you were brave enough to say “thank you Van, you look so handsome Van” and make one million edits like the lord intended.

It was that simple

CAME HERE TO FIND SOMEONE TALKING ABOUT THIS

oh misty sniffing nat's leather jacket. what if we all just killed ourselves

Gaylord’s galore

#read her like a book

Dynamic duo

i love that their dynamic is mean lesbian and a taller, meaner lesbian

Therapy duck

Reminder that Travis is a deeply traumatized and grieving 17 year-old boy who watched his father and little brother die right in front of him and was forced to eat his little brother’s heart to survive

Pissin me off rtfn

like im sorry what do you mean natalie pulled her friends, her people, from starvation and winter into a flourishing community. what do you mean she taught gen to hunt and helped akilah raise animals and built them a garden. what do you mean she led her teammates out of fire and into a beautiful home and tried to help them put their hurt and pain behind them. and then they got rescued and none of that fucking mattered anymore. they got rescued and she lost her purpose. only it wasn't just her purpose as the hunter, it was her purpose as their leader, as their guide, as the one who brought them back from the brink. what the fuck.

I don’t think I ever posted this on here so here it is:D

Tragic was always a word I found myself gravitating to for its a word to describe many scenarios, feelings and moments in life, although love seems to be the most tragic thing of all. I see the tragedy that was my parents and I would feel the ache of a tragic love story through the pages of a book,though nothing could ever prepare me for the devastating feeling of being the subject of one. It can be beautiful in a way of course, falling into this dark hole of sickly emotions with the one person you would ever let yourself fall like that with. I wasn’t that person for him but him for me, which just adds to that horrible pit of feelings but I can't seem to step away from it and back away from the ledge. I still look down and see hope somewhere in that dark abyss. I might call that delusion if it weren't for the fact that he isn't quite backing away either. He goes down first and I, like a dog, follow.

Bloody noses and secrets kept, hiding away in a bedroom or bathroom separately, though we’re together. Amongst the mess there is warmth and love but does that hold importance over all else?

The tip of my nose and fingers feel cold and a fog always floats throughout my head but through the fog I hear your voice, your laugh guides me and I’m home.

When I used to be the designated mom friend of the group

fuuuuck that is my circus. are those…? yep… those are my monkeys….. goddammit.

Sometimes I like to throw in a chest bump