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#The Day the Weather Died
oatbugs · 18 days
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procrastination is starting to have its consequences finally
#on my friends living room floor they love together but one of them has been london for weeks or maybe months#to be with her love. im on a foam mattress from one of their beds next to a glass bottle of water opened by one of them#in a mug given to me by another. the weather felt like my childhood today and it also felt like 2 years ago.#(put space in the heavens Einstein's idea and hes your friend too so nothing to fear) around the table they drank and laughed and i thought#i hope you keep growing so full with the love you receive . i hope your appetite becomes insatiable from how used to it you are#and i know youre all leaving soon but i hope one day you miss this and that youll be happy you miss it#its worth missing i think#i thought he didnt care but he said after exams hes going walk around this area over and over#(this is near where he lived and where we visited almost daily for a year)#(hed come across the bridge on a lake)#we went where she used to live and at the entrance a fox sat calmly. it just yawned and stared.#it felt important somehow. i think maybe their impressions of me will never be close to how i feel inside but i think#i love them enough for that not to matter. i dont think theyll ever know this. i dont think if they did it would change much.#and seeing them smile makes my heart glow anyway. today i tried their malaysian tea the ginger burned my throat#they warmed my heart. hes going to canada soon and hes going to the US soon and shes going everywhere soon ill never understand#how were supposed to live with memories and with seperation and with the past but we do it anyway so i think it doesnt matter much#i wanted to write a poem for the lab rats with the fibre optic wires lit with blue forcing them to turn around and around#something about how im sorry that the two photon arrays burned the inside of your brain. im sorry about the sharp points of multielectrode#arrayes. im sorry about everything we do to you. she asked to see me tomorrow. im trying to have self control but i miss her so awfully#last night my friend talked to me and i updated on everything that happened with love and the lack of it and she just started laughing#and she told me about the same thing from her side. and she told me about how she loved london because she would walk the streets#and she felt like the people were her. and her eyes would go over the people and the bag of bagels and the construction men they probably#have a kid at home maybe shes a daughter. this kid is crying for her mother and the building you just walked past caused#blisters and pain and people died in it and very likely people were born in it. we talked for hours and i felt like#i was holding her hand just like that time she held mine watching a horror film. i love her so much#my friend is a genius and i remember her picking up the charms of my phone and staring at the leaf hanging from them. shes side stepping to#music drinking dangerous cider and cocktails from a movie and chit chatting with billionaires and undergrads#i love her dearly. his head covered in electrodes. she tells me about a syrian guy shes in love with and she says#what you feel and what i feel is like cocaine. ive tried a lot of fucking cocaine.#she says ive reminded her of what living actually feels like and to never put energy into someone who doesnt see me this way.
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esleep · 4 months
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the whole "cats choose their owners" thing is really funny to me because ivy very much did NOT choose me. she was a slightly dim-witted and very rambunctious feral kitten, and that combination led to her getting herself stuck inside an old chipmunk nest halfway down the steep bank of the creek by my parents' house. from there she proceeded to scream her head off until both my mom and i came out to see what on earth was making all that racket, then we excavated her out of that hole like a sad little potato. she was grateful for the rescue, but definitely NOT grateful for the ensuing flea baths and conversion to indoor cat life at my apartment, which she reminds me of regularly. ivy i'm sorry for saving you from an early death due to predation/disease/cars, but can you stop biting me every day of my life please
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emocloud-yaoi · 1 month
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sorry for the sudden inactivity, I had academics to deal with......but have some silly silly old doodles ^__^ (8/23)
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bonefall · 11 months
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'Tis such a sunny day! Would you like a spot of tea, old bean? Laying on the British charm thick
SUN? IN ENGLAND???
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divorcetual · 4 months
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Meow !
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cerbreus · 2 months
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Starting to feel like I have been beset by a white woman etsy curse based on how this year has been for me.
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farewell-persephone · 7 months
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I feel weepy today. worn down.
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jazzdailyblog · 11 months
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Stanley Clarke: Master of the Bass, Innovator of Jazz Fusion
Introduction: A small group of artists have changed the genre of jazz fusion by pushing the limits of their instruments. Among these musical pioneers is the renowned bassist, composer, and bandleader Stanley Clarke. With his unmatched technical ability, avant-garde playing approach, and ground-breaking compositions, Clarke has made an enduring impression on the jazz community and beyond. We go…
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evansbby · 4 months
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i just read all about the uruguayan plane that crashed in the andes mountains which the movie “society of the snow” is based on and oh my god, it’s crazy what the human body can achieve in survival mode, and it’s also crazy the power of faith 🥹🥹
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autistickaitovocaloid · 6 months
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Really worried about one of my chickens :(
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hotdadlicense · 7 months
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used reverse psychology this morning with my posts and it worked. today actually turned out okay and i even got an early mark. thankyou i love you
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zkretchy · 2 years
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Anyhow Stranger Things still got me in a chokehold so here is another piece but this time with only 4 out of everyone Which is still a lot for me but hey-some months are like 10 small pieces, others are like 2 big ones This month it’s more the latter
also it’s really weird to be in a huge fandom compared to what I am used to-y’all are fast and do so so SO much work in like seconds how the hell-
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probably-not-sherlock · 11 months
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I am studying meteorology and today is a Big Thunderstorm Day in my country, including a big tornado risk (uncommon).
The human in me is obviously worried for loss of life and all that, but the meteorologist in me is laying out treats and making kissy noises at the sky
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splenda-kun · 1 year
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Happy Homestuck day to all who celebrate! I was originally going to celebrate by drawing a bunch of homestuck characters but.... guess who doesn't know how to draw Homestuck characters
So instead I designed a trollsona (credit to icem0untain, don't know what platform but they made the templet I used)
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And then made cosplay horns of her (notebook for size comparison)
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And then I made the rest of the cosplay as well
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Literally did all of that today. Literally made everything out of construction paper and tape. Literally had a blast
I even started reviving my Davepetasprite cosplay, but that's not getting finished today
Happy fucking homestuck day! And have a karkalicious 2009!
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the weird thing about depression when you no longer want to kill yourself is that it's so…boring? like it's almost so fucking boring that you cry just to have some interesting emotion?? you realize that the wanting to kill yourself part was kinda like a little dopamine rush. it kept things interesting. a will-they-won't-they kinda thing between you and the river styx. and it's not 2013 anymore so you can't even romanticize it cuz everyone's got depression now. like you aren't even special anymore for being depressed, you're just depressed.
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marsdemo · 1 year
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i can feel my brain turning into sludge and sloshing around auuuuuuuuuu
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