#wine thoughts

[winethorn]

i cant decide

(was this too many choices again?)

[just-me-st1ll0]

Red wine. An original poem.

It’s called red wine,

but it’s really the color of forgetting.

The deep drip of silence

when your name no longer fits in someone’s mouth.

Not a drink—

a wound in a glass,

swallowed slowly,

while the night watches with narrowed eyes.

It’s the murder of softness,

done in velvet gloves.

A slow suffocation by memory,

where the last gasp sounds like

“I’m fine.”

You hold it like a promise

and drink it like revenge.

It doesn’t warm you.

It doesn’t numb.

It just sinks its teeth in and waits.

It’s what you sip

when you want to confess

to the versions of yourself

you’ve buried in the garden

behind your ribs.

It stains more than lips.

It stains choices.

It stains silence.

You call it red wine

so no one asks

why your hands are shaking

or why the mirror won’t meet your eyes.

But it isn’t wine.

It’s a slow bleed

from the place where your hope used to live.

[ennawrite]

i can’t explain it rn and please don’t ask me to but matt murdock and lucien vanserra are the same man, just different fonts.

[overdramatic-tits]

I want him to fuck me till I cry and keep going

And I think that’s very cute of me

[milkywaygg]

I still think about the scene where Cosmo turned his dad into a fly and Mama Cosma just watching all like lady…

That’s ur husband. Protect him. Fucking be a woman and help him.

[ikuspace]

Wine theme modern street Art in Lviv city, Ukraine. Several atmospheric wine boutiques were around. I liked to drop in as a city guide during wine tours and to hang out with my best friends in late evenings.

Street "accessories" in general were a strong point in Lviv, when murals, cafe signs, terrace furniture, lanterns, flowers and other outfit added so much to what the city already offered: great architecture, rich history and firm traditions.

Photo by Ihor Kuternoha

[stayfrostyordont]

Tea but i used to work for Tao and they would literally hire exclusively young girls to work the door and then got shocked when we all quit after the expanded their hours after covid LMFAO. like truly how do you expect a bunch of 20yr old girls who you pay less than a living wage to safely get home at 4am on the regular

[tockamybeloved]

Firstly, prob going to delete this because who wants to hear my random thoughts? (thanks wine!)

He's done. He's so so done. The absolute hijinks haven't even begun and he's ready to retire.

What else I've noticed? That's a terrible job covering up his 5 o'clock shadow. What has been keeping him awake? (okay don't answer that I think I already feel a glare at the back of my neck)

All these fairies ready to serve Changheng. All these temptations before his little brother who he's trying to protect. They are potential distractions! He has to marry the goddess or everything is going to implode! (at least this is what he's been told?)

He's just trying to run a Realm and get everyone to do what destiny says they are supposed to.

Sigh. Anyway. Go read THIS for a better and deeper story.

[itneedmoreshit]

god i’m 23 i’m not even that old but i think sometimes about 15 year old me and like if she could see me now, holy shit. she would go crazy!! she would be like what do you mean we got into grad school to pursue our dreams?? what do you mean what felt like a literal dream might be a viable career path? what do you mean people have seen you work and believe in your talent and skill? all that is to say if you’re a teenager it gets so much fucking better. like you cannot possibly imagine the person you will be and the life you will create. it sounds corny but it’s so fucking true. *grabs your face and looks you dead in the eye* you can fucking do it. i believe in you. when i was 15 i couldn’t imagine graduating college and now im months away from a masters degree. life is beautiful and unpredictable and will surprise you in both awful and amazing ways so fucking stick with it!!!

[winethorn]

sorry it’s only english

♡

[wandering-writers-beware]

Broken and worn in by family and her unfortunate partner. There’s no scaffolding to support my efforts. I’m going to fall and there’s no way to be saved. I’ll either survive with my broken bones and scarred for life. Or I’ll die, working towards something that never was mine.

What a waste of me.

[basketcase1880]

Do you ever see the picture of an ex and think “damn! He coulda been the one that got away”?

[illucca]

the way i know i’m not straight is all i could focus on for the entire ferrari movie was shailene woodley.

[beccawise7]

A Perfect Friday Night. 💜🖤

[themooninherpajamas]

I may have had a glass or 2 but do we think Elvis would have made a good Grinch? I think yes.

[julycherries]

When life becomes too much, Tumblr is my fav escape bc all of y’all understand how overwhelming life is, and that this online community is like laying in bed with a blanket pulled over your head.