#I love my aunt

[invisible-airwaves]

I'll never forget when I got Rush's album "2112" for christmas. My aunt, bless her, glanced at the back of the cover and exclaimed "oh, ABBA!"

well, close enough

[twoeyedshockwave-lol]

Yeah sure you probably get bitches but did you get CAD BANE socks for christmas?

I'm probably the only person to own these.

[amethysttribble]

Yeah I just figured out why I hate the term Eldest Daughter Syndrome as used commonly on the internet in general, but specifically in fandom-

It’s because it’s always bestowed as a badge of honor, meant to make someone seem meow meow blorbo-able, but the person I know best who actually fucking suffered for that phenomenon didn’t become slightly uwu anxious or a soft people pleaser or the most kind child caretaker ever or so #relatable tired

It made her a cunt

[just-a-simp]

A drawing done for my aunt

[lionmythflower]

told my aunt I was watching princess Bride and she told me to tell my dad that he's a rodent of unusual size 😭😭😭

[charliethinks]

my aunt opened a coffee shop and put white hot chocolate with caramel on the menu just for me. and let me tell you it’s the best hot chocolate ever.

[tobydontknowsh-t]

Aunt ordered me a pizza crisis averted :]

[toughsprinkles]

Once a bunch - Adrianne Lenker

Listening to indie folk today and I heard this song, that says some very precious things but also says

"Lets fine dine the demons and give life a chance."

And I just melted at that.

I'm letting those demons starve from now on.

Fine dining always leaves me hungry, idk maybe that's just me.

Anyways, today I got some free spending money, and took myself down to a rock n roll/metal store. I bought the random stuff you know the stuff the rockers are like avoiding in the shop. I'm the only one in colors mind you, blue shirt blue jeans, but I bought the rainbowest bag, a fluffy bunny keychain pink!, and then a rugrats long sleeve, and a cup of noodles tie dye shirt, and a pink strawberry wallet. I also got a few fridge magnets! I got powerpuff girls, that says fighting crime before bed, and a gizmo from gremlins that says do not feed after midnight. and my favorite is a succulent one that says whats up succa? hahaha.

Other than that, I feel back to myself. After a few weeks of bipolar depression and my inner voice being so loud and depressed that I couldn't get through it without buying a manic shopping spree. Which is okay. I have to admit it's nice to get new things.

I rekindled with my aunt and hope to talk with her more. I've missed her and felt really close to her when I was single so why now do I not feel so close? Did I forget who I was because of the borderline personality disorder that I don't know enough about..? I have felt like I've lost who I am lately and molding to Josh's likes and dislikes lately.... Is that it? Am I just wandering life aimlessly, is everyone else? Do we need epiphanies often enough to realize life is boring and it's about the smallest things, and bursts of happiness? I mean what else is there?

[ecofriendlywoodveneers]

has tiktok brain rot not reached tumblr yet or are we choosing to ignore it deliberately

[rinaforstars]

shes got the spirit

[daniel-targaryen]

I find it funny that she was at an awards ceremony and she stopped to look at pictures of my snake

[moonfableflor]

Bonus: explain who your cats are and how you got them in the tags

[radi0activelob1ani]

Some Dr. Liv doodles because why not ✨️

shes the type of a person thats like "good vibes only ❤️ ☮️ ✌️ 🌈 ✨ " until you piss her off and then she starts sending death threats (and actually tries to kill you)

[mlamhfynaeai]

im spending the week at my grandmas and while watching documentarys the whole time with my aunt i just realized that neither of us have showered since the first night here

god i see it now who i get it from ffs

[hermitcraftjoel]

My mum: *absentmindedly singing a Christmas song*

My aunt: wait that’s the wrong one!! It’s the dead one today!!

[olivegardendudes]

Lighthearted Memories

Poetry is my outlet.

Poetry is your skill.

Two sides of the coin,

Neither one perfect.

We sit talking,

Sharing and laughing,

At the way we write.

Tragedy

And comedy

The perfect poetry

And easiest to try.

Yet as we talk

And ideas fly

Oh so surely.

I see it now,

The way happy things,

Are impossibly hard

To put into words.

I look up to you

And the love we share

Of poetry and writing.

“Challenge yo’self”

You say,

A clear smile on your face

Even through text.

So challenging myself,

Here I go.

Oh here’s to the days,

To the memories we make.

Here’s to our words,

Uplifting and crazy

As can be.

Here’s to our bond,

Weird as it can be.

I wouldn’t choose

To do it

Any other way.

Of free verse

And well versed,

Our words are

Nice and unique.

We find the writings

Of each other’s

To be enchanting.

As I get distracted

By memories

Young and old,

One thing becomes clear.

I wouldn’t have it

Any other way

Because of a reason

Ringing strong and true.

I love you,

Through our fights,

And misunderstandings.

You’re a great aunt,

Even when you think

You’re doing everything wrong.