#i don't think i can

[half-milk-equation]

Oh if only I could be Nibbly from Nerdy Prudes Must Die for Halloween

[omaenanimonoda]

After so much noise and movement, the entire world seems to grind to a halt.

There’s unbearable static pressure, a compressed stillness that rings with a silent scream of panic – one that Shen Wei had been choking on even before falling into an abyss and having a mountain topple in after him.

His muscles, pressed into fixed positions, tear themselves in a desperate attempt to move. His lungs fight far too long, the only small air space remaining behind a nose and throat packed with dust and gravel that had been sucked in while it was still loose.

As everything slows to a silent stop from the outside in, he can feel his heart still thrashing to move life through him. His struggling lungs, useless now, continue to send waves of muscle spasms through his throat, his torso. His ears feel broken, pounding with searing pain and blood that must be leaking out into the dirt. His eyes do the same, burning from sand and silt that had forced its way under his lids.

He’s drowning.

Kunlun –

[wannawriteyouabook]

He wasn't even completely mine. I shouldn't be this sad, this unable to move on. But then again, wasn't he? How can I admit all those hours of texting, talking, laughing meant nothing? How can I admit I spent a year learning every single detail about someone, from his drink choice to the street his grandmother used to walk him home through, for nothing?

How can I let go of someone when their laughter is still echoing in my head; when I can still see his face so, so clearly when I close my eyes.

I gave him my time, and my heart and every single truth about me. I have nothing else to give. And he still didn't look back once.

No one ever taught me what to do when it's a good man that hurts you. No one ever told me what to do when the same person that once made me come back to life is the reason I can't leave my bed anymore.

I am ruined now, not even sure if he knows it though. I am ruined now and I would beg for one more day. I am so, so ruined but his face is still haunting me now.

What do i do? With this feeling, with myself, with him; with all those memories only I seem to care about, what do I do?

No one ever told me what to do

[thoughtfulfangirling]

kldjflskdjflkjoei jelkjselkjefiojkjd

Is this a moment of sillyness for the kids?? It's not being played that way.

Hey, my lady, my gal... you don't need to peak over the top. You can literally look to the left or right of that TINY middle leg of the table. I promise you will get a looong line of sight XD

[aparticularbandit]

also me: hey how do we get to use chisa in the fic though

[fallen-juniper-leaves]

halfway through time war and. i must say. bigolas was so right

[dragonheirs]

between jim butcher and stephen king I'm never reading another male fantasy author again

[howarddevotoeater]

I saw my mom finally today in the hospital and she told me her diagnosis and she told me to celebrate Howard Devoto's birthday despite of it

[buttercuparry]

Reblog the fundraisers you mfs!!!!! I don't know why you all skip those to reblog some pic of a banner saying "FREE PALESTINE" or of news from Columbia University! Literally these people from Gaza have made an account on Tumblr and is writing in english to communicate what they need and you all are coming onto my blog or on the tag and not reblogging their posts. We have people both Palestinian and non Palestinian vetting the fundraisers! I mean more the reblogs, more the chance of the fundraisers gaining momemtum, the more there would be a chance of a donation. Please donate if you can and reblog!!! and follow them if it is possible.

@/mohammedayesh has posted about getting leaflets, telling them to evacuate Rafah. They are very low on funds. Go follow them and reblog their posts and donate if possible.

We have @/haneenatya too whose mother is suffering from eye stroke and need to evacuate. Please I have been following them for some days and it doesn't seem their own posts are getting much attention.

Follow them! They are on tumblr. Reblog their posts and donate. The protests in universities are being done on account of them. They should be our focus.

(EDIT: on re-reading my post it seems as if I am dismissing all that the students of universities are doing. I am not. I just meant, since all of it is to help Palestinians, we must not ignore them when they ask for help).

[christadeguchi]

i'll let phie-san say it:

[hinamie]

10 years later

[gossippool]

*steeples hands under my chin like i'm sherlock* so you see,

[uncanny-tranny]

I think so many people are so deeply alienated from themselves that they have no clue how to exercise their free will and autonomy. For some, this alienation runs so deep that they are afraid of their own autonomy and humanity. It is completely understandable why one would have those feelings, but it can be worrisome.

I want to help others who feel this way, so here are small things I have done to exercise my free will:

Add "guilty pleasure" songs to playlists and actually listen to them (I have a ton of late 1990s-early 2000s music I listen to now proudly that I never listened to in the past out of shame)

Getting the décor item, bath set, bed spread, ect. in the patterns you like, even if it's "childish" (I got a dinosaur-themed wastebasket from the kids' décor section and I adore it)

Taking a new route to get to a place you go to often

Eat dessert first

Celebrate well, and often

Collect things that are "odd" or don't seem like an "acceptable" thing to collect (somebody on my "for you" page collects dandelion crayola crayons and it was so cool!!!!!!)

Incorporate one new piece in an outfit you wear frequently (e.g., a new chain, a necklace, ribbons, bracelets, ect.). Challenge yourself to add onto the outfits if you feel up for it.

Sing along to songs without worrying that you sound "good" or your intonation is completely accurate

Read a book from a genre you weren't allowed to read as a kid (comics, thrillers, mysteries, anything!)

Walk without having a specific destination or goal

Pick up a new craft without expecting yourself to master it or to ever be "good" enough. Get your hands messy.

I don't want to shame anybody for not feeling as though they have free will or that they are exempt from exercising it. However, I wanted to give ideas so that you might read this list and find your own ways to express your intrinsic autonomy and will. You deserve to be a person, to feel alive, not just living. That is what our lives are for.

[beybuniki]

origin - rising

[false-skies]

Born to shoujo forced to shounen

[overlymetaromantic]

Dungeon Meshi, or as I like to call it, Marcille's-increasingly-difficult-to-ignore-revelations-that-her-endless-devotion-to-Falin-may-in-fact-be-more-rooted-in-lesbianism-than-she-originally-thought