Eid Mubarak to all of you who are celebrating. I know it's hard to get in the spirit this year as so many Palestinians spend their Eid starving and in tents but I hope your Eid is full of peace and love. May we see a free Palestine by next Eid.
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Happy New Year!!
All good things, my lovelies!! All good things!! 🎉🎆🎊
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Helloooo :) How is everyone doing?
I haven't been online much, life has been incredibly challenging lately. My dear friend Gerald is in hospital, almost died from sepsis as a part of his colon became necrotic for reasons still unknown. He was in a coma for a couple of days and we didn't know if he would make it. We just visited him and he looks much better than last weekend but he still has another surgery coming up tomorrow. I'm so emotional, the feeling of not being able to do anything about his situation makes me physically sick.
I'm also having surgery myself next Wednesday and am pretty nervous about that as well.
I will be back but "real" life is more important at the moment :)
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had a little uptick in followers so I thought the bots were at it again but you’re all ... very real people. hello !!! 🥺
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happy christmas eve to those of you who celebrate! may it be a lovely day for you ❤️💚❤️
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tw suicide
Dear reader,
I’ve gone over this so many times, trying to get the right words to explain why I’m about to do this. Who to mention, who to leave out, what details to share or not share. The gist of what I have to say is this: I have wanted to die since I was 11 years old. I have felt alone for longer than that. Growing up so isolated, not being understood by anyone around you, and being mistreated by people both inside and outside of your home takes a toll on a person. My life hasn’t been horrifically bad, but it’s been bad enough.
I don’t have the words to describe how emotionally and physically painful it is to be alive. I feel that over the past 10 years of wanting to die, it’s just gotten worse. I’ve tried as hard as I could. Tried to get better, tried to be better. I don’t think I’m built to be in this world, in this life. It’s unbearable and I don’t think anyone or anything can take the pain away. I can’t keep living like this. I can’t live an empty life, and I can’t see a future for my life that’s anything else.
Some people say that you don’t want to kill yourself, you just want the pain to stop. What if dying is the only way I can get it to stop? What if there’s no way that this life will ever get better for me? Sometimes I wonder if getting help sooner could have prevented this, but there’s nothing I can do to change that now. Besides, I don’t want to blame anyone else for this, and I absolutely do not want anyone to blame themself. This is my fault and mine alone.
I am so so insanely appreciative towards all of you for being there for me, in whatever capacity that may have been. I hope my memory brings some sort of joy, that I’ve made some sort of positive impact on the world despite feeling like it’s punched down on me any chance it gets. I hope we all meet again someday.
With love,
Kathryn.
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I'm sorry I don't have much of a social presence but i appreciate you all and wish you nothing but the best
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This is your daily reminder that it's OK to headcanon them as ace, or even aro. They can be asexual if you want them to be. I know it can be frustrating seeing other people invalidate your headcanon and even waste their time writing entire essays about why it isn't valid (especially after the ox rib scene) but until the show says otherwise (which I dont think it will) they are what you headcanon them to be and no one is allowed to take that away from you.
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it is all chaos and entropy. the thing is that the chaos and entropy make it beautiful and lovely.
yes, it's true that nature and the universe are uncaring and unspecific, and that is terrifying. i have lived through some of the unfairness - i got born like this, with my body caving into itself, with this ironic love of dance when i sometimes can't stand up for longer than 15 minutes. i am a poet with hands that are slowly shutting down - i can't hold a pen some days. recently i found a dead bird on our front porch. she had no visible injuries. she had just died, the way things die sometimes.
it is also true that nature and the universe are uncaring and unspecific, and that is wonderful. the sheer happenstance that makes rain turn into a rainbow. the impossible coincidence of finding your best friend. i have made so many mistakes and i have let myself down and i have harmed other people by accident. nature moves anyway. on the worst day of my life she delivers me an orange juice sunset, as if she is saying try again tomorrow.
how vast and unknowing the universe! how small we are! isn't that lovely. the universe has given us flowers and harp strings and the shape of clouds. how massive our lives are in comparison to a grasshopper. the world so bright, still undiscovered. even after 30 years of being on this earth, i learned about a new type of animal today: the dhole.
chance echoing in my life like a harmony between two people talking. do you think you and i, living in different worlds but connected through the internet - do you think we've ever seen the same butterfly? they migrate thousands of miles. it's possible, right?
how beautiful the ways we fill the vastness of space. i love that when large amounts of people are applauding in a room, they all start clapping at the same time. i love that the ocean reminds us of our mother's heartbeat. i love that out of all the colors, chlorophyll chose green. i love the coincidences. i love the places where science says i don't know, but it just happens.
"the universe doesn't care about you!" oh, i know. that's okay. i care about the universe. i will put my big stupid heart out into it and watch the universe feast on it. it is not painful. it is strange - the more love you pour into the unfeeling world, the more it feels the world loves you in return. i know it's confirmation bias. i think i'm okay if my proof of kindness is just my own body and my own spirit.
i buried the bird from our porch deep in the woods. that same day, an old friend reaches out to me and says i miss you. wherever you go, no matter how bad it gets - you try to do good.
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Given how much heavy makeup (and general extravagance) is an important part of Theciya's character I just can't help but think of the ~consequences~ in this scene xD
So, here they are!
And a little totally self-indulgent bonus just because I can ^^"
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The way Katniss is just stumbling through the Hunger Games like "I can keep Peeta alive through sheer willpower combined with how much everyone loves him cause he's the most wholesome and perfect person in the whole universe" and Peeta is out here making these elaborate plans; i.e., "she came here with me", "if it weren't for the baby", the locket with pictures of her mom and Prim, and GALE??? Wanting to make alliances.
Like, one of you is Haymitch's carbon copy and it shows.
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