#ramblingthoughts

[ramblingdisaster73]

Things that were revealed about what Carlos & TK want for their wedding:

They chose to go with traditional tuxedos

They chose to have a traditional vanilla wedding cake

They want roses & lilacs for their flowers (Lilacs are a spring/very early summer flower – so that leads to a late April/May wedding

They are having a ‘groom’s’ table (or sweetheart table) – meaning no actual head table (& somehow Owen thought it needed 3 centerpieces/floral arrangements) – this makes me wonder if they have any wedding party at all.

They do NOT want flower arches

They are trying to stay within their budget (I was thrilled that they talk about wedding stuff being expensive – especially fresh flowers)

They wanted to plan their own wedding – have it be their own.

The flower arrangement that Owen showed on his laptop was actually really tame, but was more than enough for Carlos & TK.

They were willing to put up with their parents’ wishes until they realized that they would be sitting in a jungle of flowers & arches, eating gluten-free vegan cake, while listening to yacht rock even though they will not be on a yacht.

[nooneblue]

maybe right now it feels like,

maybe i took the wrong choice, the wrong path,

i shouldve been braver, critical, organized, and such thing else they would say.

they were so proud of him, but cmon my dear self can you cut out that toxic competitive pattern in your heart

i just kinda feel its so ironic

i choose the thing i thought it would be good, its not as challenging as it seem to others, and maybe its not,

but i figure it out, menjalani semuanya dengan biasa biasa aja

while he was at something he couldnt resist, he sacrificed himself to do that, i dont know wether it was pure intention to explore himself or not. but whatever.

he get all the attention, the praise, the development, i thought i never get , i never see the pain, the suffering, and many sad and bad things through it.

the other side always greener isnt it

we grows differently my dear, it doesnt always be that linear.

you still have a lot of chance to be better, and it doesnt have to be like people told you to be.

i pray , i wish, Allah always show me the way, the way that have abarakah and ridha in it, whatever way to explore my potential

[deadlypoetic]

Sometimes depression makes you forget that you have to take care of yourself. So today I got dressed, put on some makeup and went to get my first real meal this week. Progress

[pretty-boi-garbage]

That’s it; we’re over. Done. Finished. Over. Forever. This is the last time we’ll speak. This is the last time we’ll meet. This is the last time we’ll see each other, and hear one another breathe. It’s over. Don’t you believe me? I’m serious, stop laughing. It’s over, we’re over. I mean it. This is the end.

@prettyboigarbage

[lauriecaffery]

The world can be such a dark and sad place and sometimes I think about how it’s so crazy that I’m one of the lucky people that gets to do something I love so much while supported by a strong, loving and generous community. Of course I struggle with my own issues like everyone else but overall I am so overwhelmingly lucky. I am brainstorming how my work can connect to and legitimately help the world even in some small way, but in the meantime the least I can do is be grateful. ❤️ . . . . . #ramblingthoughts #potteryispolitical #lauriecaffery #porcelain #handmade #pottery #mountainpottery #cabinlife #asheville #ashevilleartist #potteryforall #etsy #etsyshop #potterygirl #ceramics #cabin #ncmaker (at Asheville, North Carolina)

[sketchykernel]

Just like a flower that blooms in a summer days I will also bloom

s.j

[interracialfictionandfanfiction]

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On #theroyalromancebook2 after the last chapter I'm thinking I know who it may be.Leo's and Liam's stepmother, the former Queen Regina. Madeline was her choice for Leo and Liam and they both went against tradition and fell in love with women who are commoners in her book. And I wouldn't be surprised if she was behind both men's biological mothers not there. And even Savannah disappearing.Olivia left due to blackmailed secrets and maybe Leo's mom and Savannah probably left for those reasons. Liam's mother was murdered and MC has been set up not once but twice with incriminating photos that were set up. Too many women gone yet Regina and now Madeline come out smelling like a rose by winning the crown. #mythoughts #ramblingthoughts

[ramblingdisaster73]

Rambling thoughts while rewatching 4x10

I love it when they open with a TNT call

But they are always so gross

Whichever people are in charge of Hair, makeup, and wardrobe deserves raises �� they have been so on point this season it is crazy.

The many looks of Tommy Vega are a personal favorite

I can’t even put eye drops in my eyes. I can’t even fathom using contacts – I will stick to my glasses.

I love Andy – but want to punch Pearce in the face on a minutely basis (hourly wouldn’t be enough)

If he knows the equipment is faulty – it is pretty shitty that he is hijacking patients that are already being treated.

These people all look like people I would NOT love spending time with. Like you have to entertain them to get them to donate to charity (Specifically the football owner) or they want to become your sugar mama (I think that older woman would have tried to get into Carlos’ pants if given the chance)

It is funny that we have been getting more scenes of TK being more possessive – but in more overt ways that Carlos has been in the past

Tommy isn’t wrong about shit supplies ending up costing more in the long run – unfortunately too many think only about right now

Nancy finding out new things about Mateo – only to discover that he was just around his roommate too much. Then making him read the author his referred to.

I like that she calls him “Teo” - a little crumb of their relationship

She is clearly comfortable in the house, but they are also comfortable living separately.

Eagle eye Nancy – spotting that check in the envelope

“She…paid you?” Mateo Chavez (I really do love him & his sometimes intentional and sometimes unintentional trolling of his boss/roommate)

I actually hate the Paragon guy more than Pearce. Maybe not as much as Tommy clearly (and justifiably) does though.

Just because its on the card doesn’t make it true dumbass.

Lies – all lies

“They are trying to kill us.” Tommy Vega to TK, Nancy & the rest of the 126

“Ol’ big daddy really knows how to pick his sugar mama” Judd Ryder

The check should have been made out to the Charity not Owen

“That sounds like how I text my hairdresser” Marjan Marwani

Owen has chronic foot in mouth disease

I really love the multiple calls this ep

This dude has such a positive vibe even though his life is very restricted by his kidney failure & its constraints.

So much blood

Carlos is correct – it is not deceiving the friends and family. There are far too many people that disregard times for events – thinks they are more like suggestions

I kinda wonder if they will have Grace get in trouble for her assists to the 126? Or if her rockstar dispatcher status would just make it so it never becomes an issue

“Why is he dressed like a ski instructor?” – Owen Stand

Mateo spits out random scientific facts like Buck does natural disasters & history stats.

That would be such a nightmare for that poor dude – so much trouble getting him out due to all that blood.

This music though

“Why is her text sound a cash register?” & “Customer loyalty discount” are in my top Mateo quotes

He went from being a “daddy” with Catherine to a “sugar baby” or “himbo” with this chick

Never change Mateo – never change

Has TK never gone into a store in the fall? – everything smells like thanksgiving due to the over use of pumpkin spice (sorry not a fan of the pumpkin spice everything)

I am with TK on this one (Nancy too) I would want to punch him too. All the time.

If he is willing to work with the faulty equipment until it hurts HIM, is he really that great of a paramedic?

He is actually pretty gross in his willingness to put others at risk until it hurts him.

It would have been totally worth it.

Love how TK just runs towards it, pulling the dick out while the 122 are still recovering from the shock of the blast

At least we got buttercup for the first time this season – trying to remember the last time we saw him – I am thinking 3x13 when Owen was laying down the rules before Horatio got there.

Classic chronic foot in mouth disease

The check should have been made out to the charity – not Owen. Like for actual legal & tax reasons.

 Calling him a sellout was actually kind

Inquisitive?

He is right about that though – Tommy Vega is doing exactly what she was meant to do. Charles knew it, Judd knew it, now Pearce does too.

I love the fucker’s face when Pearce tells him that he wants 15 mil, then changes it to “an even 20 mil”

So shocking that he has all of his complaints documented.

[skybleww]

The ongoing COVID-19 pandemic has certainly created a roller coaster of experiences for the world in such a short period of time, and somehow The Ready Set’s song “The Witching Hour” really captures that feeling of being kept awake at night overthinking things, or being so over “the new normal” that your mind goes numb and you can’t even think at all. 

That being said, I like that this song reminds me how you can make of life what you will, because it’s all in your perception. I think this is what I will need to keep at the forefront of my mind when I’m struggling to fall asleep, be it from my anxiety or from my chronic pain. So grateful that I have loved ones that help re-centre me when I’m overwhelmed by it all. 

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I wanna try to sleep all night for once Shadows of my past life keep me up Stressing but I can't stop banking on Problems 'cause the good ones end up songs Heard that energy is a constant state Nothing ever ends, it will only change Life is our perception and it's yours to make I need a couple takes Tell me why it feels like drowning here Tell me why it feels so insincere You're overthinking it I wasn't thinking at all Tell me how we got so up in arms Tell me, have I lost that hopeful warmth? You're overthinking it I wasn't thinking at all Wide awake in the witching hour I'm taking medicine I know I shouldn't start and stop Thinking I'm better so I run until my legs both lock And then I fall into a hurricane of empty thoughts Where I become all my own problems when I swore I'd not You are the only thing I got that's taking off the edge You are a wild flower garden growing in my head There's something telling me that I still have a lot to give Maybe there's beauty in all certainty, I hope there is Tell me why it feels like drowning here Tell me why it feels so insincere You're overthinking it I wasn't thinking at all Tell me how we got so up in arms Tell me, have I lost that hopeful warmth? You're overthinking it I wasn't thinking at all Wide awake in the witching hour Wide awake in the witching hour

[deadlypoetic]

Nothing more relaxing than a long soak after a stressful day. Just wishing someone would join me

[guesswewillsee]

14.06.2020

On an impulsive whim I decided I wanted to try a new form of documenting my thoughts, and wanted a space where I didn't have to sensor myself to make things easier to read, or feel bad about exposing people to dumb shit I want to share. There's something about producing recirds on the internet that's always just felt really valuable to me, idk.

At this point I've been completely alone in isolation for over two months. I leave my house once a week to buy food, and don't meet up with the few friends that are still in the city. It's weird. But I was just thinking about how in this scenario I've learned to be just a little kinder to myself at times. I just got tired and decided to take myself to bed to lie down, and it felt like I was picking myself up and carrying myself there, cradled in my arms. Which is weird, but my mind has always worked with weird hypothetical imagery, and my sense of self is oddly fractured.

But anyways, this is a big deal for me. It's not something I'm good at, and jot something I've really done before. I was listening to coming of age movie soundtrack type music and thinking about a tiktok I couldn't watch all the way through at 4am this morning. It was stirring too strong an emotion in me. The audio was about the necessity of romanticising the mundane of your everyday life, and it was images and moments of their life. I felt a similar way watching a distant friend's recording of her shavibg her head. I'm naturally a bit on the hoarder side of collecting, and there is sonething so precious to me about the collection of moments and thoughts. Watching things like that creates a yearning in me so strong that it feels like a physical yank on my core. But with that same hope and desire I feel shame and fear and pain because my brain is convinced that bad things will follow. So it's tough to navigate.

My plan is that this will be somewhere I can dump my experience into freely. I want to put my rambling thoughts here, the things I'm proud of but embarassed that I want to show, and everything else that feels like too much to put into my other social media. I want this to just be a long digital scrapbook I guess. We'll see how it goes, I guess

[teandumplingswithcroissant]

We often forget how many people think of us dearly and would support us in a heartbeat when anxious feelings and thoughts close in on us. When the mind is whirring about the what ifs and hows, we rarely have space to think about the positives and the could be. I am lucky that sometimes before I reach out for my phone, someone checks up on me unexpectedly. Sometimes they become the next best thing to cry to and rant about whatever that's on my mind, and sometimes they then think to themselves that maybe they shouldn't reach out anymore... But there is kindness in what they do and how they try to help in their way or any other ways.

An anxious mind is a funny thing... It tries very much to detract me from the here and now. It keeps wanting me to worry about the past and tomorrow. It keeps signalling to me that doomsday is near. How do I quiet the mind that's so busy, that is always finding something to latch on and expand it in the worst possible way?

I don't know... I'm still learning

[bookschharming]

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[sketchykernel]

Impromptu Thoughts #3

Have you ever think that you’re a failure as a friend? Have you ever felt that no one trusts you? Have you ever felt that no one will try to say a thing to you that is worth keeping?

If you’re going to ask me those questions, well, remember this day because this is the day that I finally realized that I know nothing about my friends. I let those thoughts to go away and replace it with good things and that is to be contented with the friends I have and to cherish the days that I spent with them.

But this day came and realizations really hit me hard this time. I know I’m not really trying my best to open up to them and I’m not really sharing some deep secrets to them, because I just want us all to be happy, no dramas. But…hearing some words they’re are talking about that I don’t even have any idea that it exists between them really hurt me.

No one in my circle of friends really tried to tell me something, just any stuff. I’m not complaining (but of course I sounded like one) the even sad part here is, I will only know something if one of my friends suddenly said it unintentionally. And I will act as if it’s okay to me, but hell no, it’s not.

And yes, I’m a failure as a friend.

[akascooby]

So I had about 10 minutes free time at work, between customers, and decided to do a quick cartoony drawing of Harli (in my worst imitation of @tombancroft1 's style). Not a great job but I liked it enough to quickly finish it when I got home. Swipe for a typical pic of Harli (if you haven't seen her before). Every artist should take the time to play around with other styles once in a while, even if the result is crap (case in point 🤔), because while we all aspire to our own unique and recognised style it can be too easy to fall into complacency and only draw our own style. ✏️✌️ #akascoobyverse #flyingtigers #drawingpractice #martialarts #ramblingthoughts https://www.instagram.com/p/Bs_nzJtBFiS/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1n8qbp9oy22yn

[southernwomanscreations-blog]

Love Chooses Me

It’s so easy to get lost in the negativity of the world that we can lose sight of what’s right in front of us. I listen to the news or scroll through social media and there’s so much anger and hatred pouring out that I wonder what life will be like for my children when they’re paving their way through life as adults. It seems like the world thrives off of division instead of unity. Every…