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Someone pls snap crackle & blow my back out
#q#shitposting#no but fr someone pop my back it hurts so much#step on meeeee#step on my back but like#step on me lmao
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i want to hold miniature sizes of some of you in my pocket and line you up on my desk
i am a rancid friend but i’ll be so good to you and tell you that every thought you have is perfect
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tamika_fawcett: @subsurface.tv 🪬
Tamika Fawcett via Instagram, 05/02/2022.
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Story of Kunning Palace (2023)
#story of kunning palace#宁安如梦#cdramaedit#userdramas#cdrama#asiandramanet#cdramasource#dailyasiandramas#asiancentral#zhang linghe#bai lu#xuening x xie wei#mymymy#ep 35#ROMANTICISMMMMMM#scenes like this will always be cherished to meeeee#every goodieeee romance drama needs to have a scene like it ... ITS THE STANDARDDDDDDDDDDD#the way qin and revenge means soooooo MUCH to him and STILLL he would wreck it all for Xuening and her safety#he reallly is the only one for herrrr#i love that 2nd life because of xuening and her ties to xei wei.. everythig is still going as 1st life but the steps are all shifted#and fcked up things keep happening cause now she is more of a factor in everything unlike the 1st time so outcomes are differnt#and can I say i love Bai lu cries like they make my heart joyous LOOL she so prettyyyyy
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◝(⑅•ᴗ•⑅)◜..°♡
#taeyeon#kim taeyeon#snsd#ksoloists#girls generation#femaleidolsedit#ggnet#kgoddesses#femaleidol#femadolsedit#idolady#kpopccc#ultkpopnetwork#tyty gifs#mommmmmyyyyy#step on meeeee queennnnnn#taeyeon × benefit#dailysnsd#sighhhhhh#the prettiest
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i think i’ll never forgive tiktok for oversaturating the howls moving castle market with fans who only give a shit about the romantic undertones of the movie and literally nothin else
#this can be said about all ‘omg i love ghibli it’s so cute and wholesome and fun’ ppl too btw#sophie sophie you’re beautiful is my favorite line in that whole movie#but for a very different reason than the#UGH HOWL DADDY STEP ON MEEEEE#she’s learning to love herself damnit#howls a fucking bumbling idiot of a man child#love him but it’s NOT ABOUT HIM#willy wonkas chocolate factory is about CHARLIE not willy#hmc is about SOPHIE not howl#personal#READ THE BOOK OR LEAVE ME ALONE WJTH HR STYPID HMC INSPIRED PICNIC DATE LMAO#IM TIRED#ghibli#hmc
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god's favourite princess, most specialist girl in the world, wettest little meow meow
#the god in question is herself#haha#she's everything to meeeee#can the 4.2 paimons paintings release already i must have a high quality little meow meow furina#step right up! || 🪄.txt
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#audio#do what u wanttt to do what u want to be what u want to be what u want go on and step on meeeee#Spotify
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inspection/needs ( combo i cannot pick )
[ inspection ] sender holds receiver's face while inspecting an injury they got
[ needs ] sender asks receiver what they need
there's something in him that fucking burns.
part of him always thought it would go away with time, with just the right amount of something — like balancing scales, like robbing fire of oxygen by smothering it. alcohol, cigarettes, people. FIGHTS.
tonight has been a burning night, where the pyre in him roars so loud it drowns all common sense; where one taunt becomes ten, becomes twenty, and suddenly he's the eye of a maelstrom made of fists and fury, laughing into the sticky floor as he goes down again and again and again. still grinning as chas hauls him out the back door by the scruff of his coat and shoves him into the back of the cab, snarls at him to wipe that fucking smirk off your face as if a part of him didn't feel the rush, too. as if the things that burn in him don't sear up chas as well.
he knows it's meant to be punishment, bringing him to the house. to lilly. it's because he loves her, see. because chas knows he's always been shit-scared of showing the people he loves all the real worst parts of him, underneath the magic and the mayhem and the mystery. of course, he loves chas, too, but that's different. chas has always known these things about him. it's why they're friends. it's why chas sticks around.
she opens the door, and all there is is a sigh, slow and long, and her eyes are more tired than they are afraid or angry or sad, and . . . yeah. it's a punishment.
he's still burning later in the kitchen, seated on the counter with bruised fingers locked rigid around the edges of the tile, while she stands between his legs and presses wet cloth to every stinging place, every sun spot and solar flare. her other hand is gentle on his hip, but the line of her mouth is hard like diamond and he's close enough to see every time she bites the inside of her cheek, chewing something into silence. every instinct says to flay the secret out for the fire to eat, to make this HURT, to layer fresh hits over barely-old ones, but he knows it won't do any good; they're too intertwined, these days. so intricately bound that a fight would only draw them closer together in their attempts to fix it later — would only make the scars left by their sharp edges something to map in the dark, when it mattered a little less.
he's so lost in the inferno that he hardly notices when the cloth goes away and her fingers come back empty, pushing sweat-damp hair away from his forehead and carding all the way down to the nape of his neck, where they scratch, softly, like petting a cat. the sensation pools in his chest like a good stiff drink, sizzles along the surface of the blaze and cuts through the buzz still rattling along his back teeth; he has to close his eyes against the sudden, heady rush of stillness, chin bowing to his chest, her touch suffusing every limb. he is so heavy. how can she stand beneath the weight.
it could be days, or months, or years before her knuckles trail a path along his aching jaw and tip his chin back up, coaxing his gaze along with it. she still looks tired, tracing every new contusion and fresh abrasion, pressing light to test their depth and sending frissons of sharp and sore spidering through his skull like sickness. how long has it been since she left the house, lately? how long since she smiled at him and there wasn't something masked behind her eyes? the burning in him eats the meaning in little things, like time between and time apart, but he still remembers every one, and when it ought to matter more. remembers that they've been trying this for so, so long and they can never seem to get it right. he can never seem to get it right.
her fingers mold to the curve of his cheek and she's looking right into him, now, with understanding. she's been burning too, he knows, in ways he can't begin to fathom, and she still takes this time to try and save him from his pyre. does she know he'd steal the kindling out of hers, if he had the strength to carry it all? does she know he'd drink the petrol if the blaze would keep her warm? or does she only know he'd fail, in the end, to make any sort of difference at all, except in the degree to which he scorches her when she tries to keep him close?
' what do you need, john? ' half a question, half a platitude. like she doesn't think she'll ever like the answer. like she doesn't think he'll ever really know.
( there's something eating him up like a poison and he thinks it's his father. )
his head tips to trap her fingers between cheek and shoulder, bloody lip leaving smears where he kisses the fate line of her palm. the tendons flex, then still; he curls his fingers around her wrist, her pulse like a bird he's trapped, kisses his toxin off of every inch of skin and buries his face in the well of mercy that he is steadily filling up with red and raw and burning shame.
i'm sorry, i'm too old for this.
i'm sorry, i don't want to be this way.
i'm sorry, i don't mean to keep hurting you.
i'm sorry, i keep trying to get rid of it and it won't go away, i'm pulling him out of me shard by shard and it's not doing any good, i didn't think it would still ache this fucking badly, i'm sorry —
( please, please, please forgive me. keep forgiving me. just this once. just over and over again. )
' hold me. ' his voice splinters like fractal lines in crystal, and her fingers curl against his bruises with a scrape of nail on stubble that warns but doesn't retreat, and there are purple-blue-black universes warping his skin but none are so kind and so undeserved as her eyes.
@asteritm / NON-VERBAL ANGST PROMPTS ( always accepting )
#asteritm#places this monstrosity in your hands and sails away#it's generational self-destruction for meeeee byeeeeee#me to john: so have we learned anything from this little fuck-up buddy?#john: .......is this a test. i didn't study#ask to tag /#bc idk???? what any of this is actually????? yeah#repetition /#repetition cw#just in case#( V. ) STEPS FROM THE SHADOWS. ( i. )#sooooo normal about them. so normal#( answered. ) THIS IS JOHN CONSTANTINE. FUCK OFF.#long post /#long post for ts
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in the less than 2 minutes it takes to walk from the shop back to the library i managed to lose my debit card i should just kms
#literally realised as soon as I checked my pocket in the library immediately retraced my steps back the way I came all in less than 5 mins#and nothing!!! asked the library staff and shop staff if they’d seen anything or anything been handed in but nope!!! i don’t have the mental#or emotional capacity for this shit rn#I’m still 2 assignments behind spending the third weekend in the library whyyyy meeeee lord whhhhhyyyyy#froze my card but my Oyster card noooooo I just put £20 on there 😭😭 and my grocery loyalty cards i had so many points stacked up#and a replacement card will be sent back home rather than my uni address and I can’t go back there for like 2 more months fuuuuuck#i should just not wake up tomorrow
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mY FATHER GOT A FECKING LEAF BLOWER FROM SOMEWHERE????
HE BROUGHT IT IN THE HOUSE FOR SOME REASON
I LOOKED AWAY FOR A SECOND
AND HE TURNED THE LEAF BLOWER ON ME
#WHY DOES HE HATE ME#WHY IS HE BULLYING MEEEEE#IT WAS COLD#IT WAS REALLY COLD AND I MADE A SOUND LIKE A BIRB BEING STEPPED ON#AND HE MADE FUN OF MEEEEEEE#birb still says
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I think alcohol is a fantastic invention.
Because sometimes it’s fun, and sometimes it’s reckless, and sometimes it’s necessary because your father just died and you’re spending ten days living out of a hotel five minutes from your mother’s house so you can be there to help her go through all his books and clothes and trinkets and old birthday cards and the little scattered handwritten notes he wrote as he was slowly losing his mind and even more slowly realizing he was losing it, and there’s so much to get done and her grief is so overwhelming that you can’t even really feel your own, and you just think--
Bourbon. Bourbon would make this better.
#tw alcohol#alcohol#drinking#bourbon#whiskey#okay to reblog#this is my real life#2022 mood#I have grieved in private in stair steps downwards over the last year#grieving each little thing as we lost it. as we lost him.#and I'll grieve some more when I'm back home on my own turf#but for now my days are about supporting Mom and my nights are about deriving enough support from bourbon to sleep soundly#I've been here for a week and the days all blend together#but at some point we had to go to the funeral home for a last glimpse of his body before the cremation#and we said our goodbyes in our own ways and with varying amounts of tears#and afterwards it was just me and my nonbinary sibling sitting in their car#and I said 'I need a drink' and they said 'meeeee tooooo'#and we come from a strict no-drinking family so there's not an ounce of alcohol in the house not even cooking wine#and then we looked at the building next to the funeral home. and it was a combo bar and liquor store#so we went in and chatted with some cheerful and friendly midwesterners who were very happy to sell us bourbon (me) and Baileys (them)#at two in the fucking afternoon#my nb sibling is braver than me and took the Baileys into Mom's house. I however have limited myself to just a little bourbon before bed#when I'm by myself in the hotel room and know I won't be able to sleep otherwise#it's helping until I can have the time and space to deal with this like a fucking adult
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me and my best friend are both the exact same and very different but our biggest simildifference atm is the way we feel abt our mothers. her mom passed 5 years ago and their relationship was very fraught and mine is still alive but i mourn my mom even though she isn't gone yet because we're so close and idk how to live without her (i am a baby in an adult woman's body, apparently) and she, too, mourns her mother but she is usually so put together about it and always looks back with things to laugh about. i cannot live in the present because i am already mourning the future meanwhile all she can do is live in the present and cherish the past. idk i hate how i am lmao but i also don't wish i was more like her
#even the tattoo thing is skeeving me out because any step i take towards independence haunts me. i am so scared to leave my mother#i want to grow up so bad but im so scared lmao KILL MEEEEE UGHHH. anyways
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*THROWS TOMEEAND TAMARA AT YOU CUZ I SAW THE NEWEST IG POST AND THOUGHT OF YOU IMMEDIATELY),?:!:!:!!/!!!/!*
AASODOKKEOEIDISKDJJSJSJAS THEM!!!!!! HTMEM THEMN!!!!!!; I LOVE THEMAAA A AA A AAAAAA 😭😭😭😭💓💞💓💓💞💓THEYRE SO SIBLING CODED I SWEAR HUEHFUHEFUE TYSM MIA I AM 🤲🤲🤲
#MAN I TRY TO STAY POSTED ON THEIR WEBSITE BUT URE A STEP AHEAD OF ME HUCHFHUFBU 🥺🥺🥺#TYTY I LOVE ... I LOVE#UEUUEUEUEUE i love his face here hes having so much fun EEE EDEEEE#🍀 inbox#🍀 mia!#tom.rom#FOOD FOR MEEEEE
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i love researching uni << is lying
#leoposting#i. i think the uni i'm applying to is technically in the EU which means i can work part-time (ew ew ew ew don't make meeeee)#but also. overseas college is. expensive...#student visas and everything... but i'll take it over being here lol#anyway i think i have good chances of getting in given my grades and stuff at least?#i still don't 100% know what i wanna study but... i'll figure it out~~~#i know i WILL have to work to make ends meet but... i don't really want to :)#its fine i'll make do. i gotta <3#esp if i wanna go to college overseas... gotta cover costs without people to fall back on#well. i do have like. step-family near-ish by but... weh#anyway enough of this rambling#i'm gonna just put this under#leo.screams#since it is kinda venty skghds
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THEY CAME TO SLEEP NEXT TO ME AND THE FIRE?? AUUEEAOUEUGH? AARAAOAEAOEUOIOAAOUAAAAA
#he literally stepped over me to be able to sleep in that spot. in the bench!! WITH MEEEEE!! AAAAAAAOUUU#dextxt#sotf playthrough
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