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icetobes · 6 months
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ALSO the fact that all richie got for a reaction to his death is pete’s “someone killed richie?” is DEVASTATING I HATE IT HERE
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Do you know this queer character?
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Barney is Transgender and Gay, and uses he/him pronouns!
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mushroombo · 8 days
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and my heart is nearly gone, there's not much left to offer
The Burning Down - King's X
happy late disbarment day to everyone who celebrates!!
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greyaugustuspoetry · 1 year
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missing you
I wish I could run
Into the grip of your arms
Once over again
But that night was my last chance
Of ever seeing you
And those wonderful eyes
Ever again
But there’s a star in the sky
On this hopeless night
And I’d like to think it’s you
Watching over me
While my eyes fill with tears
I guess I can still feel your love
In places it wouldn’t normally be
- Grey Augustus
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rowandarling · 5 months
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it’s a quiet sort of tragedy
to feel the time slip away
the ghost of your hand is letting go
and your warmth is a distant memory
you’ve gone so far
yet i am right where you left me
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samirafee · 4 days
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#TIME OF MOURNING🖤🖤🖤
#RON🌈😿💔R.I.P MY BELOVED HEARTCAT (May 30th, 2007 - April 22, 2024)
My heart broke when I had to say goodbye to the purest soul to grace this world. You taught my heart so much about love❤️❤️❤️. Thank you for almost 17 years of joy together. Forever loving and missing you, my sweetest angel, my true companion and best friend😭😭😭.
Saying goodbye is so hard, hoping you had a good trip to rainbowland and you will now be happy and well again.
The unconditional love we shared will never die😍❤️😻😻😻😻😻😻.
Your family😥😿
ZWERG•MAJA•SIMBA•LANA•BÄRLI•
TOMMY & MOM
@samirafee
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eldritchdilf · 10 months
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“Sorry but tumblr is boring” skill issue
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jojo-the-bird · 1 month
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I mourn for all I could’ve been, all of what I will be, and all that I am.
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oceanskiees · 1 year
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“I’ll never be loved the same way again”
“You can say you were loved like that once and that’s beautiful”
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heartofmuse · 4 months
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What happens when you can't forget? When even the smallest things still haunt you and whisper every day in your thoughts? Years have passed. He is still with me though he is gone. Some things are just too bound to your soul, some things are just too sacred to forget, and oblivion is negated with every heartbeat.
e.v.e.
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shouts-into-the-void · 10 months
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soulinkpoetry · 5 months
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December is too festive for people who mourn.
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herboreal · 2 months
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I've cleared out my twitter and now my blog here. I still have my side account for reblogging since I don't really post original content there. I'm just so depressed at the state of things online. There is no place to safely share work anymore, and I'm not sure if I even want to. I learned the hard way what kind of people most others are inside while I watched them choose restaurants, concerts, and conventions over other peoples lives during an ongoing pandemic. I think the only way to save myself is to close the door. It's been an experience. I will be on discord if you need to reach out.
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idliketobeatree · 1 month
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a gentle reminder to myself: slow down when you're met with someone else's creation. just because it's not in a museum, doesn't mean it's not worth your time. you can skim through your life all you want, you can jump over the annoying cracks and never look back, but when someone presents you (in the most literal meaning of this word – as a gift) with their art you should sit down and pay back with attention. people need creativity that is shared and appreciated, and it needs your focus and care to bloom properly. briefness kills both the idea and the community around it. so, slow down.
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meymeyzart · 1 year
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Mourning
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greyaugustuspoetry · 7 months
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And I screamed at the bodies in the stars
To come back to me on this uneasy ground
In exchange for my own soul and tears
And a few of my half drunken beers
But they wouldn’t do that to me in any universe
My friends would never trade their places
For my stance on this world
No matter how much I cry and groan
And god,
Does that make me angry in every pit of my body
But it also comforts me to know
That even in death, their kindness grows
-Grey Augustus
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