how the fuck did i practice 4 different classical dance forms when i was younger? i literally lose my shit doing just 2 coachings now.
What's the point in wearing school uniform if it doesn't fit the dark academic aesthetic? That's the bare minimum can my school step the fuck up??????
Legends only ✌️
Twenty-three
One day you wake up and you’re twenty-three and you can’t remember what it feels like to be seventeen but you still cry to your mother after a bad day and you look a little older but you don’t really feel it. One day you’re twenty-three and your great-aunt is telling you how mature you look and how you grew a little taller but inside you still remember sitting under the oak tree reading with no meetings tomorrow and no rent to pay and the only thing you can think about is how at seventeen you thought at twenty-three you would know everything and now you can’t remember how you got from there to here. But seventeen-year-old you was wrong because you know only some things and not everything.
You know that coffee tastes better in the mornings and your home isn’t your home anymore; it’s “Mum and Dad’s”. You know your car needs servicing every six months and groceries are harder to do after breakups. She liked cookie dough and walnuts and strawberry-flavored milk and now every time you go to the store you can’t buy spaghetti without remembering it was a Friday night and she kissed you for the first time and the heat from her skin could have set your entire place on fire. One day you’re twenty-three and you’re trying to explain to a seventeen-year-old all the mistakes you made so they won’t make them too, when all you really want is for someone to realize you still don’t have the first clue.
─ Courtney Peppernell, Pillow Thoughts
had a really long fish bone stuck in my throat and wow this was one the most nightmarish events in my life although this has happened to me at least 7 times before
came across this in bio class
what is a flying squirrel and why am i only hearing about it now
bengalis also got it bad :(((
you think you can hurt me? im the eldest daughter of a filipino household who gets shamed if their once high grades goes down a bit and gets scolded if you aren't able to do chores because you're studying.
feeling exactly how charlie felt in that scene today
ive been using my ipad for 5 years and its in a deplorable state. recently i managed to make a bloody hole in it (its still working idk how) so i decided to fix it by putting a pretty washi tape over it
there's gonna be a 'That '70s Show' spinoff?!! fuck yeah im excited
thinking about the time my mom was enraged because i accidentally took one step out of the door wearing my inside shoes and then walked back in to change em
non asians will literally sit with their shoes on the bed
first thursday of october, it's national poetry day! happy national poetry day to these kids and to the dps fandom and to every poets out there. i love u all mwah!
ahh nothing like your tutor saying they are proud of you after you finally manage to not let them down
soo since its teacher's day i decided to text my fav teacher. she used to be my french teacher before she moved to Quebec.(i swear she is literally a ray of sunshine, she changed my life, she is my keating) so i was telling her about how things are dreadful here in Dhaka and that im fliping out over my igcse exams. then she said that she knows whatever the situation is i can handle it and she just instantly lifted my mood. like yes, now im energized. im always in awe of how easily she always makes me feel better. im just so grateful to her. wish there were more teachers who really make a difference.
Thinking about the death of subcultures. Like I haven’t seen any goth kids or punks or any obvious subcultural movements in years. And obviously part of that is just cultural change, but when I think of modern subcultures the only thing I can think of are those tiktok alternative people, like egirls, but there isn’t that sense of a real “scene” going on with their own lifestyles and music and events, like lived experience that’s shared. I feel like what we might call modern subcultures are all reduced to mere aesthetics and they’re all mostly online, and they all look way too pretty – their make up is always perfect and their clothes are perfectly aesthetic and there’s none of that deliberate freakishness going on; literally grunginess itself has been commodified. There’s none of the real expression of confusion and anger that came with growing up in a world that you felt on some level was fucked up but you couldn’t express why, so you expressed it by dressing like a freak, by looking kinda deliberately out of place. I want that spirit back because this is what subcultures were about. Let’s bring back real subculture, not the alienated commodified version that’s based on aesthetics and has been reduced to social media, but the kind where you actually go out looking completely unhinged on purpose to disrupt. The kind where you meet other people and feel a sense of empowerment in your willing difference from the mainstream, and by that I mean the kind that is explicitly anticapitalist.
You know when a fast angry song comes on that you know every word to and you’re in just the right mood that your eyes light up with the fire and angst of a thousand punk rockers and you just feel so alive
Every url that reblog’s will be written in a book and shown to my homophobic dad.
Do not blame me for who I am. The doctor prescribed me 20 mL of #charlie dalton twice a day.
#knox overstreet and Other Things That Ruined My Life: An Autobiography by uttermonstrosity
nothing feels nicer than ur grandma bringing freshly made pudding to ur room so u can taste it
hate it when people tell me calm down bro my 'jiya' is extremely 'beqarar'
my grandma's teaching me to crochet and its going pretty good so far :))
HAPPY MABON !!!
im #enter stephen meeks 'scaramouche scaramouche will you do the fandango'
tag yourself as my meeks tags
don’t worry, you’re still in the “early life” part of your wikipedia page
am i really expected to believe that 2021 ends in less than 4 months?! besties ive been in denial since 2014.
the fact that 2016 was 5 years ago and 2022 is just 4 months away is making my eye twitch…. need a support group for people who can’t process the linear progression of time