*walks on stage slowly. Gets to mic stand and taps my papers on the wood with a grimace. Look out to the murmuring crowd with a grim expression before clearing my throat and leaning in to the mic*
Ehem. Yuck. Eugh.
*the crowd gets louder, the murmurs becoming jeers. I clench my fists and glare at them imploringly as i grab the mic*
Gross, unpleasant even! Suffering? Unfair!
*the crowd begins shouting and tearing at eachother, blood flies and security rush towards me. I shout into the mic as i am dragged away*
Peace was never an option!! Unrest!! Melodies of vile malice play in the heart of each atom!!
*i am aprehended as the crowd decimates eachother. As im dragged offstage the people begin to look more like animals as they stain their teeth with blood. I laugh as my jailers stare ahead unseeingly. My mistress cant ignore this, and i am owed a visit.*
Sleep is a mistress of whom i wish to break, but such a temptress are they.
They whisper sweet nothings to me, sooth my aches while fanning the flames of my anxieties. They whisper of choices and possibilities, they murmer of joys and woes to come. They squeeze my heart till i can no longer breathe, they soften the agony by humming a wordless tune and luring me to the edge of a floating nothingness.
THEN THEY LEAVE ME WANTING AND ENRAGED AT TWO AM AND I HEAR HIDE NOR HARE OF THEM TILL THE NEXT NIGHT.
I set traps, i lay offerings, somenights i get so frustrated, my mind hanging on threads fraying by the second, that i can do naught more than lock the door and wait.
BUT AS I WATCH HELPLESSLY THEY EXPERTLY DISMANTLE MY TRAPS IN SECONDS, COOING AT MY FEEBLE ATTEMPTS. THEY SPARE ONLY A GLANCE AT WHAT PITIFUL OFFERINGS I CAN SCROUNGE TOGETHER, A NEW ADDITION EVERY NIGHT.
They stroll down to me dawning a ghost of a smile, so faint I wonder if it was ever there to begin. They sit next to me and they whisper. They murmer they hum until i am caught pitifully in the fantasy they craft. The guide me to the floor, i rest my head on the rot, i feel it invading my skull. The promises fall from their lips like wool shedding off to reveal coarse fur.
THEN THEY SIMPLY UNLOCK THE DOOR AND I AM LEFT ONLY WITH MISERY AND THEIR AWFUL VISAGE IN THE WIND.
Fun fact, i tested this to the tune of cave by mumford and sons and had promptly giggled to myself in the empty room.
I saw the got fired from the job at the spa and i just had to follow because it's 9:58am and i have just fell off my chair from choking on my drink.
<3333 i am so fcking glad someone else got a chuckle from that stupid joke
Im not back from the dead yet but urgent news ITS CLOWN WEEK.
So I posted these two images that I made in a post together just shy of a year ago, and the post got 10,000+ notes. Today I saw a meme with a text convo of someone sending one of them to a military recruiter (which is extremely funny) and I thought “oh I should find that post again”
but when I went to find it, it had completely vanished. not just the original post, but even reblogs of it. I couldn’t even find screenshots anyone had taken of the original post. it wasn’t brought to my attention as a reported post, tumblr never even contacted me about deleting it, it just… disappeared
really gets the noggin joggin
Transgender community, please please please do NOT use this product! It will kill you if used, please do not use it whatsoever.
Please reblog and spread the word
you know i don’t think we often talk about how difficult it actually is to suddenly realize that a belief you thought was good and moral and correct was actually really fucking toxic. how you have to look at something and go ‘oh shit, oh i fucked up. oh this is going to take probably years at minimum to deprogram from my brain because of all the little ways this shit pervaded the rest of my beliefs’
so. to all the people picking up all the pieces of a recently shattered world-view and trying to figure out what is safe to keep and what has to be thrown away and started over
to all the people having to relearn how to even listen to other people
to all the people putting in the work to do better while struggling with the guilt that comes from finding out you were the asshole
i’m proud of y’all.
it’s hard to admit being wrong and even harder to change in the aftermath. just keep doing the best you can and just know that the effort is appreciated. everyone can change. everyone can do better. keep fighting.
Every url that reblog’s will be written in a book and shown to my homophobic dad.
I would love to see you guys use them and tell me alllllll about it. You can do these things yourself physically, or just imagine doing them with your lovely partner!
Making flower crowns together! Or maybe you make them and give them to your partner? Or maybe THEY make them and give them to you!
Trying things together! Maybe it's candy, snacks, drinks, or something else... up to you!
Dinner date!
Hiking date!
Movie night!
Go see a play together!
Go to a nature reserve!
Go to a nice park!
Go to a carnival or fair!
Go to a zoo!
Go to an aquarium!
Go to an amusement park!
Play board games together!
Take a class for a new skill together!
Infodump viciously upon one another!
Build something together!!
Play video games together!
Go to some sort of convention or meeting!
Go to the library together!
Make bracelets together!
Paint or draw together!
Go to the mall together!
...does taking a nap together count?
Take a road trip!
Partake in a spa day together!!
Getting your nails done together! (Or maybe one of you just watches?-)
Learning a new recipe together!
Binge watching a show together!
Gardening together!
Trying on new outfits together!
I might add more, who knows