#this stupid fucking car

[inkskinned]

one of the things about having an unstable parent is that it can so easily ruin your future. you want to get out, but getting out takes having agency. it takes the resume and the grades and the stellar community service history.

but you have to choose your battles. you know if you sign up for an after-school activity, it'll be okay for a while, so long as the activity is parent-approved and god-fearing. over time, like all things, it will become an argument (i can't keep carting your ass to these things) or a weapon (talk to me like that again, see if you get to go to practice). sometimes, if you love the thing, it's worth it. but you also know better than to love something: that's how they get you. if you ever actually want something, it will always be the center of their attention. they will never stop threatening you with it. telling you of course i'm a good parent, i came to all of those stupid events.

you learn to balance yourself perfectly. you can either have a social life or you can have hobbies. both of these things will be under constant scrutiny. you spend too much time with her, you should be at home with family is equally paired with you're acting like this because you're addicted to what's on that goddamn screen. you cannot ever actually win, so everything falls within a barter system that you calculate before entering: do you want to learn how to drive? if so, you'll need to give up asking for a new laptop, even though yours died. maybe you can work on a computer at the library. of course, that would mean you'd be allowed to go to the library, which would mean something else has to bleed. nothing ever actually comes free.

and that bitter, horrible irony: you could be literally following their orders and it still isn't pretty. they tell you to get a job; they hate that your job keeps you late and gives you access to actual money. they tell you to do better in school; they say no child of mine needs a tutor. they want you to stop being so morose, don't you know there are people who are really suffering - but they revile the idea you might actually need therapy.

you didn't survive that fall the way other people would. you've seen other people scramble and get their way out, however they could. maybe you were made too-soft: the answer didn't come to you easily. it wasn't quick. it was brutal and nasty. some people even asked you why didn't you just work hard and escape during school? and you felt your head spinning. why didn't you? (they control your financial aid. they control your loan status. they love having that kind of thing). maybe in another life you got diagnosed sooner and got the meds you needed to actually focus and got attention from the right teachers who helped you clear hurdles to get up out of here - but for now? here?

the effort of trying. the effort of not-dying. that kind of effort was absolutely agonizing.

[khytal]

fuck cars that have a giant touch screen that controls nearly every major setting and function of the vehicle and has few/no buttons. -10000000/10. fucking awful

[moeblob]

Me, too, Blade. Me. Too.

(I am taking donations to buy a gigantic $250 stuffed cheeseburger. It's giant. I want it. I will never obtain it. I saw it in a shop window and..... wow. Big.)

[stiffyck]

You can thank @/happy-hermit that this exists. Her typo is the reason this is a thing.

[yardsards]

how to explain to your parents that you can't move back in with them because every time you're near them a big part of you buries itself and you're not sure how long that part can stay buried before its hidey hole becomes its grave?

...without offending them, of course

[gojoest]

being married to ceo gojo satoru means you have to attend boring business dinners with him but you’ve established a secret code that means “i want out of here” and it is you excusing yourself to go to the bathroom, sticking two fingers in your cunt, then coming back to the table and letting satoru smell them. he’s leaving the restaurant with you thrown over his shoulder. ceo manners long forgotten, he’s on husband duty now

[cometrose]

when hyunwoo assured haein while they were dating that he’d would take care of her even if she was poor or went into debt and when the hong family collapses he takes care of her…

[macksartblock]

Every time I see a sad post about Normal post finale, I mentally put him at a Bridgerton watch party w/ like five older queers all dressed in regency garb

[f1-birb]

papaya boys playing 'garden games' pt. 2

limbo was very short lived, there is NO flexibility on this team, I feared for their spines

we start with Lando upgrading this to "the olympics" because yes. I definitely remember the Olympics having an inflatable limbo set up

the one and only successful trip Oscar made under the pole, he made a sound like a grandpa getting out of a chair

here is when Lando said let's drop it down two notches and Oscar genuinely sounded a little bit outraged

here we see Lando successfully making it under but not without THAT sound

"There's no way I'm making that"

*a few moments later...*

2-0 to the even more smug gremlin

pt. 1 pt. 3

[angelsdean]

once again, thee only time dean is reckless with Baby is when he's fucking staring at cas for five minutes straight while driving

[brbabcs]

often times in the brba and bcs universe, we see grief and loss through the individual that remains in the aftermath of the actual death. but something that compels me about nacho’s trajectory is that we see his grief before he dies. we see this last phone call with his father, mourning not even just himself but the fact that this will be it. that the loss is not something he can avoid or navigate around, but instead something he just has to choose the best option from. he’s looking around at these future-dead men, hearing his father through the phone, knowing that there are only so many endings available to him — and more than that, that he is at the end of the line. he’s in these desolate landscapes, filled with disconnected individuals (who, only one truly is rooting for him in any capacity,) and knowing that the air he breathes, and the people he loves, and the world he’s surrounded by, will be something that, soon, he will no longer be able to see or hear or touch or love. grief is devastating when there’s this phantom image of a person in the aftermath that can never actually be there, of course it is. but grief before the actual loss has occurred is gutwrenching. we see grief for his father, grief for his life, grief for young nacho varga who, only a few years prior, was seemingly on top of the world and only climbing upward — and inevitably, now falling quite a long ways down. and all he can hope is that, afterwards, the impact he takes will be enough to stop the damage from shattering outward. that it can be his last act of love

[ventiswampwater]

bo sinclair x text posts

[widenero]

for the izadachi nation 💪

[cremechees]

some hells chicken doodles

[sf-bl]

Another part-done thing from last September. Please note: I have never watched The Inbetweeners, nor can I drive a car, however I never see this GIF without thinking of Handsome Jack.

Coming to the Vault Hunter bus stop to murder.

POV: about to be shot by Nisha Kadam from the sunroof of Handsome Jack's crappy yellow hatchback.

[kedreeva]

Guess who snuck out the open pen door while I was hanging out with Bug, and took himself for a walk down the road for an hour today?