Thoughts - Blog Posts
I mean go Red Bull but like I wish both Ferrari were on the podium… maybe with a certain McLaren driver as well
I’ve been having a shit couple weeks.. and Where I live I haven’t seen stars in the night sky since I was in 8th grade. But tonight as I cried looking out at the night sky I saw multiple stars..each shining brighter than the last… and despite the government drama and me worrying about my junior year of college… I think things will be okay from here….
I think I can tell my frontal lobe is in the process of developing….. hear me out on this one.
So obviously as you grow up things about you change like preferences and stuff…. Well not me …. I’m autistic changes scares me from time to time…. But a few weeks ago… I woke up earlier than usual… and instead of having an absolutely shot day because of a schedule change… I felt okay… if that makes sense…
All your life, the words you only remember from the people surrounding you are the mistakes you done, the flaws you have, and the failures you made. Tough love they say, don't be sensitive they say. Trying so hard to achieve things and follow your dream. People find it funny on how you overthink yet to you it's not. It never was. That's probably why you never once look at the mirror because your scared that you hate yourself even more.
ok so there’s that one LL wip im trying to finish (im not supposed to draw but who cares?) but idk what clothes i should give our beloved mermaid and porcupine:[ … help
I made friends with the shadow under my bed. Her name is Lint and she says the ceiling is watching us too. We’re gonna bake cookies later.
Every time I have deep thoughts or just Thinking as I like to put it, I wanna be put down. Can I really not handle the pressure of my own thoughts so much I feel like dying is somehow going to help? Surely they cannot be that intense.
divalations #01
think of your social media account, as your own personal museum of yourself. have fun, be you, that’s the moment you get to be your most “conceited” self, let that be a perfect reflection of you, a trail that you leave to revisit.
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The Womanhood of a Pomegranate
The molars that ingrain into my jaw,
That only bite to make something of theirs,
That whisper to me soft honey'd words,
You are youth and you are o'divine,
It purrs unlatching its maw from my throat,
If you are the forbidden fruit? Will you share your seeds of knowledge before i am cast?
A cruel joke.
One that thumbs my calyx in hoping,
of tearing my rind.
The fingers that prod and break through,
Into the catacombs of my body,
Into the network of my mind,
That messily jab at my vermilion pearls,
And trace the symbolic runes of my membrane,
Gentler than the shepard of the herd,
or the one comes around to butcher,
Only to taunt, plucking out my avril, with same hand that promised me freedom.
And of course, i am spared no apology,
I am not left my dignity nor my hide,
For why would you care for such simple matters?
The rodent you run over,
is only given a simple instruction to live,
And the flower you drown,
Makes its burial not in the soil,
but in the dark abyss of your trashbin.
Are you really to blame for this though?
For giving into such temptations,
For making my blood stain your lips,
Like the rabid dog,
that snarls at the hand that feeds it,
Is it the naivety of the craftsman to trust his god-
Or the god that planted the sense of survival in man?
When you realise that Mitski is hitting a little too close for comfort when your laying alone in your dark bedroom wondering if what you are doing is worth anything.
Keep going, it's not your fault, wait for the sun to rise and love you once more. <3
Thinking about the days when you virtually do nothing. How even though they arent physically productive, mentally they're the most productive thing you've done in a while. It's a day where you can ease your mind and not be on a constant go go go. So in the future if someone ever calls you lazy for giving a day to yourself, just remember that it's okay to take a day to yourself every so often
Crush Crush
I think I have a crush with someone in my highschool, today I followed him on ig, but he didn't follow me back
¿maybe because he doesn't interested in me? ¿or he hates me?
gonna cry
btw I drew this girl today
Being in love is like piecing together a beautiful mosaic of someone else's life, where every tiny detail matters. It’s not always about grand gestures or deep confessions of the past. Sometimes, it’s about the simple things – the way they smile when they talk about their favorite movie, or the way their eyes light up when they recall a cherished childhood memory. It’s the little quirks and habits, like their preferred way to drink coffee or the songs they sing in the shower, that become the heartbeat of your affection. These moments might seem trivial to others, but they are the threads that weave the fabric of your connection. Love reveals itself in the quiet, unexpected ways – a spontaneous laugh shared over a silly joke, the comfort found in a silent embrace, or the joy of discovering a shared interest. It's in these moments that you realize your heart has found a home. You know you're in love when the everyday details of their life become the highlights of your own.
"Love is found in the tiny details, the shared laughs, and the silent moments. It's the simple things that weave the strongest connections."
fate
do you ever wonder that your soulmate could be in the same room as you
and you wouldn’t even know until the universe finally decides to intertwine your paths
- just a thought
a.r.
top lessons from thewizardliz
1. know what you deserve and never settle for less
2. do what needs to be done to help yourself
3. learn to detach
4. drop the people pleasing
5. never underestimate your ability to create your own reality
6. stop thinking and speaking about others as if they’re better than you
7. never entertain those who try to bring you down or talk down to you
8. don’t lower your standards for anyone or anything
9. “failure” doesn’t have to discourage you
10. drop the victim mentality
11. don’t be afraid of being called selfish
Do you ever feel so overwhelmed by reality, you just sit down. Then you feel The crashing weight of everything that is happening right now and you just start leaning back from your position.
However instead of meeting the back of your chair or your bed or even the floor, you fall through the rip in reality and continue falling through the clouds. But it's all good and well as you land in this other World.
This World is filled with wondrous creatures of all kinds, interesting flora and people. Oh so many people who have very different problems from you. And you cannot help but tag along as they progress in dealing with those problems. As they set off onto fantastic adventures.
And you are just there, always near, always watching and learning about this world, about its wonders and horrors.
You get to explore this world, get to know its people and you are finally happy.
You make friends along the way, you experience emotions, they do. Sadness, fear, betrayal and happiness. Everything is wonderful.
And then you blink and you are back. But as your hands hover over your keyboard and as you look at your work, you cannot help but smile.
This, this is exactly what writing feels like and as you sit there you cannot help but feel content.
Sure, reality will grasp you in its claws soon enough.
But for those few short, treasured moments, everything is well in the world.
Today’s sermon was about bargaining and depression -- my irrepressible smooth brain decided to fill the boredom in my mind with screeching Screamo earworms and wholesome cat memes. I pondered words for a random poem I made ... all while staring at a girl much older than me with a Hime Cut. Goddamn she’s pretty.
-- I’m going to hell for sure.
to hate is an easy lazy thing but to love takes strength everyone has but not all are willing to practice #sky #nightsky #night #light #newmemorie #sunshine #red #pink #purple #blue #orange #pretty #lovely #amazing #oh #beautifullsunshine #darkness #black #hand #window #girl #aestheticview #view #tumblr #aesthetic #photo #beautifull #thoughts #sunandherflowers (w: Poland) https://www.instagram.com/p/BnwujkTDYkw/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=wpv47uba12ef
Lost Thoughts
I had an idea.
Well where did it go?
The place all lost thoughts go, I suppose.
Will it come back?
I guess only time will tell.
Why don’t you find it?
Trying to find lost thoughts never ends well.
Maybe they are meant to be lost
Maybe they were never meant to see the light of day.
They are lost to the spring showers that slowly wash them away.
They travel around forming groups
For a while they are lost, not knowing what to do.
Then they settle down, out of the way,
So new thoughts can form and do what they do.
The thoughts are lost but so rarely forgotten,
Forming forests and life where the lost gather often,
The lost and the beautiful.
Never the rotten.
Well where does the rotten go?
Nobody quite knows.
They appear in politicians dreams, I suppose.
Lost thoughts can always be found again.
Around corners, up and over bends.
When the wind whispers, try to listen.
Because these lost thoughts?
They all have one mission.
To find a home again, some place warm and new.
When you whisper back to the wind,
It listens to you.
So to find the lost thoughts, one must be patient,
Go around the corner, up and over the bends,
You might just find your lost thought again.
just a thought but if the next game is following atreus in egypt, you’d think his new weapon would be a pair of khopesh. wouldn’t that be cool?