#MEMORIES

[understand-person-service-nor]

https://jennifer-890.tengp.icu/g/37pXoQx

[malakhim]

today was wonderful. i went out for tea with friends and ate rosemary toast covered in jam.

[s0larize]

[picknmixsims]

Teen Memories

Teen Memories

Gives teens with a D+ grade (or lower) and no job, a negative memory of failing school as they grow up to become a (young) adult.

Requires Age Transition Messages.

[heartofmuse]

Sometimes you miss more the feeling of what a person made you feel than the person itself. Sometimes it is because the memory of how they acted or treated you is one you want to forget or leave behind, but oh, the glorious heights of emotion you experienced with them, that you can never and not want forget!

e.v.e.

[just-being-all-by-myself]

"This boy told me he likes me, but my self esteem is telling me that he must have meant it in a platonic way and he wants us to stay friends" - the trilogy book

@shenanigans-and-sass @tillyoakley

[photographybyalyssa]

ᵃˡᵇᵘᑫᵘᵉʳᑫᵘᵉ, ⁿᵉʷ ᵐᵉˣⁱᶜᵒ

[reesestshirt]

When I was in middle school, I tried to learn how to crochet. I knew how to knit already, so I figured ‘how hard could it be’ and used my Christmas money on a brand new set of aluminum hooks and a how-to book.

To say it was difficult was an understatement. I spent hours pouring over my book, begging to gain some inkling of understanding from what felt like incomprehensible runes. My reward? One lopsided trapezoid of lumpy fabric and a resolve to never pick up a crochet hook again.

And so life went on, I finished middle school and high school without giving crochet so much as a second glance. In college, I read about how crochet couldn’t be replicated by a machine, it was unique in a way that knitting and many other fiber arts weren’t.

For Christmas last year, my girlfriend gave me what I now consider to be my most prized possession: a crocheted plush of my favorite pokemon. I raved over her skills and, since she never learned how to knit, we decided to have a yarn date at some point and teach each other our respective skills.

We never did get around to that yarn date. She passed a few months after our declaration, leaving me to inherit what was left of her yarn.

Nearly a decade after my initial attempt, I got ready for the toughest battle of my life. My weapons? One skein of yarn, a YouTube video, and a crochet hook that I had somehow never gotten rid of.

I slowly made my way through the video, redoing my work a couple times until I was satisfied with my product: a small, slightly misshapen rectangle.

I looked at my pristinely-made pokemon plush with hope for the first time in months and thought to myself, ‘maybe crocheting isn’t the hardest thing in the world, maybe you were just 12.’

Maybe this isn’t the hardest thing in the world. Maybe I’m just 21.

[muchlovefleursblog]

[sleepy-bebby]

[feral-ballad]

Mohammed El-Kurd, from Rifqa; “Rifqa”

[Text ID: “I cried—not for the house / but for the memories I could have had inside it.”]

[classycookiexo]

[s0larize]

some old words

[celesse]

Auld lang syne 🐰💗🐰

Here's to more happy memories in the year to come!

[stutterhug]

Beast of the past

[catchymemes]