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#a quarter life crisis was right there
flowerflamestars · 2 years
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“Kid.” He looked up, vivid, heartbroken anger adulterated by a scrunch between his brows, “You want me to kneecap him?”   “Yes.” Tim drummed his fingers against the wood, shockingly loud, “No. I want”-   “Someone to tell you you’re not crazy.”   Tim said nothing.   “There are no one way bonds,” Elle settled on saying. “Death echoes are not a coincidence. I know nothing about clones and less about aliens, but I do know that what you’re feeling is real, okay?”   Tim swallowed. “When Jason came back, you felt it, right?”   Like a supernova. A sunrise. A falling star, and then just a speck of light, for more than a year, before the Pit’s tide rolled fire back in. Gotham had revived him first, all at once, six feet under and so divorced from humanity it did not understand immediately, the diminished return of life without air.   “I felt it,” Elle said. “Warmth.”   Tim met her gaze. “Sunlight.”   No easy kind of kinship- what Elle would, frankly, wish on exactly no one.   But there was something to be said about the way magic drew people together. Every coincidence in Elle’s entire life- and Gotham itself, the power she’d pulled not calmly spooling away, but sitting up on her ribs in steady weight. Like a cat, purring.  Pleased.   “You have to tell me,” Elle began, settling her fingertips on the edge of the ash tray, lip thick enough it was probably a proper baccarat. In this house, there’d be nothing else. “What the hell not human enough to die, means. Especially if I ever find myself in an alley with this guy.”   “Not a lot of alley’s in Kansas.”   “Do you know,” Elle said, spinning kryptonite between her fingers, “There’s a minor breed of demon that lives only in cornfields. You could summon one with fifty pounds of sugar and half a wish.”   Tim laughed, the sound ravaged. “If you tell me what the hell Jason was thinking, giving you a gun.”   Not a surprise that he’d clocked her- but maybe one that it was questionable.   “I don’t know,” Elle planted her hip against the desk, “Blow big holes in anyone who fucks with you, I assume?”
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crumbpigeon · 4 months
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all smoke but no fire
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paniniqueen · 1 year
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Just a tired old cliche…
I’m 23 years old and just waking up to the fact that I will never achieve what I thought I would. The person I am now is so vastly different from that smart and talented 16 year old with so much potential.
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starrynightsxo · 4 months
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real tumblr users come onto tumblr for 10 minutes, reblog everything they see and leave.
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People calling it a "quarter life crisis" forget that with the way life expectancy, healthcare, and food nutrient content is going these days it's probably a "third life crisis" at best.
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stewy · 11 months
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it’s not just that Martha ended up with Mickey i mean. if they had a 1-minute interaction i would be like sure, they couldn’t get Tom Ellis to return and since RTD would not let his female characters without a male love interest for even a moment... fine whatever, i’d hate it all the same but i could still be accepting. it’s just how little care and respect for her character went into it that breaks my heart. i mean Rose’s ending was shitty as well but RTD obviously put soooooo much thought into the Love Story angle that it’s serviceable. but Martha’s was just like. thrown in there. she apparently faked her death (?? what about her family?? the one she left the doctor to take care of??) to go freelancing (??) as an alien fighter with fucking. mickey of all people. and then they both get a 2min scene where she doesn’t even get to interact with the Doctor at all. just complete disrespect.
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gregmarriage · 2 months
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i’m back temporarily, bc it’s my birthday in an hour and a half, and i’m having a mini breakdown, hehe x
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hamingo · 5 months
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Realizing next month I will be in my mid twenties 😶
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dogearedheart · 3 months
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oh to bake/cook for people
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chai-en-kaadhale · 6 months
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i should draw the oc™️.... but i have hw.... but i wanna draw the oc™️.... but im already working on something.... that i cant finish bc i have work....
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obsessedobsesser · 4 months
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I'm so ready for my 20's to be over
if it means that this bad luck that came with being 29
stops
Because fuck
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jonathanbyersphd · 1 year
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The wedding AU (which has a name maybe idk I'm between two) Can be summarized as "El is the only sibling with the braincell all weekend"
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stoertebeker · 6 months
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Spent like 30 mins in the garden just chilling and talking with my dear cousin & suddenly life is ok again
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notjanine · 2 years
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i am in suuuuuch a weird headspace rn, my brain is like. i want half a boyfriend i want a husband i want an easy carefree hookup i want to have sex with only one more person in my entire life i want to have a slut era i want someone to fall in love with me i want to ruin a man's life. who am i
#like okay i said that guy was messy and maybe i am messy too#but only internally! i can at least be consistent and honest in my communication and behavior#but idek what is going on with me#is this a belated quarter life crisis is this being thirty is this what happens when grad school and an internship scramble your brain#scramble your brain so hard that your emotions and physical desires also go haywire#this month is gonna be so weird for me and like i'm depressed enough to not care if i live or die which is when i do my best flirting#and i (theoretically) will have enough time off to take care of myself and get good sleep and do skincare and hair care and work out#and do all the little things to make myself feel more confident#anyway all i know is. i have baby steps initiated progress on some things.#but also the mutually agreed upon six-month post-breakup communication moratorium with my ex is almost up and i am half tempted to call him#i am also half tempted to mess with the OTHER guy in our internship cohort even though that would be THEE messy bitch move#(do not let me do it physically stop me from doing it if it seems like i'm going to)#(but y'know he's. nice. nearby. single. quietly hilarious and has full lips and a similar schedule to my own. pls stop me)#(we might hang out next week. i will not WILL NOT invite him over. i repeat do NOT let me invite him over)#earlier this week i talked to a close very cool and fun and social friend about wanting to start dating again and she was like#Oh i know like ten guys for you lemme have another party and invite all of them and you#and i'm thisclose to being like. actually just fucken see if any of them will go on a blind date with me next weekend.#what the FUCK is wrong with me rn#ANYWAY lemme go work out and finally start the vampire show#bc exercise will distract my body and that toxic relationship bullshit will put a damper on these desires right. right??#starting to understand why so many religions are like watch out for sins of the flesh or whatever. like how they're like temptation is bad.#lizzo_boys.mp3
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apersononearth011 · 11 months
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YES BELLA!!
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millennials killing the midlife crisis industry because you can’t freak out and buy a luxury car that costs more than your mortgage if you don’t have a mortgage
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