You know what’s not talked about enough …
Mourning a friendship that doesn’t exist anymore.
Mourning for people who are still alive but are no longer apart of your life.
Mourning over memories.
Mourning over relationships/friendships that just aren’t the same.
Mourning over parts of your story that are no longer talked about or brought up because the people in those memories have taken different paths.
It’s really sad and such a strange feeling to experience.
Anyway. If you’re struggling with this, and thought you were alone … I’m here to say you’re not. It’s real and it sucks.
not sure how to feel about celebrities moving to tumblr... on one hand folks rejecting Elon’s tyranny and bolstering a platform that actually promotes democratization of speech is great. (on tumblr there are no blue checks or visible follower counts. you ride or die through the strength of your takes alone.) on the other hand get off my lawn. I am hissing like an irate goose
A candid image of me cleverly tricking my unsuspecting friends into sharing an interest with me so I have someone to infodump to
Sorry I didn't respond to your text. I saw it while reading about the same two idiots falling in love again. I decided to respond when I was done reading but then a 200K slow burn fic caught my eye. I forgot I had a phone for a while.
Tag your otp 🤣🤣🤣
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it’s a beautiful sunny day and I’m at the ballpark with by bat. ‘it’s not that I didn’t enjoy the barbie movie as a casual watch, but something about the monologue dances along the same wavelength as the mcu girl power scene and taylor swift. that corporate feminist twang’ I say as I take my first swing