no such thing as wasting your 20s your 20s are for recovering from whatever the fuck happened to you as a kid so that youre ready to get weird with it in your 30s

everybody straight till the narrative foil walk in

you are a house btw

dude the abyss is totally gazing back at you. she obviously wants you. go over there and talk to her! get her number

jim/oluwande is so incredibly important 2 me

i want an ancient elaborate dagger with my name engraved into the blade as a gift. the only romantic gesture

i am literally the lowest-paid person in my team, why am i the one writing our entire annual report 🙃

thyrell

i dont "use" tumblr im just here

phantomrose96

#this is my room

shoutout to everyone dealing with. thhe fucking difficulty

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100 days of favorite characters ★ day 38 - jack rackham (black sails)

“you people, incapable of accepting the world as it is” says the man to whom the world handed everything. if no anne, if no rescue, if this is defeat for me, then know this - you and i were neck and neck in this race right till the end, but jesus did i make up a lot of ground to catch you.

incredibly brave of me to get through the days

secifosseluce

i don’t say it enough but. discipline is the good sister of chronic mental illness. at one point only your own relationship w your sadness will determine wether you’re able to stand up after crying for 10 minutes in a public bathroom, methodically dry your tears, and tell yourself ‘ok, I’ve cried about this, now I’ll do my best to get out of here and go to my car and then home’ knowing you’ve already prepared yourself dinner, in case you got too sad after that one thing that always upsets you. it’s knowing yourself. it’s taking care of who you are, day in & day out. who else can do it this tenderly?

secifosseluce

you’re stuck with this thing, be it mood swings or depressive episodes or paralyzing anxiety or anything, really, and yet you have to clean your house, get yourself some food, check your emails. to learn how to do all those things even when you’re in the midst of a crisis is to educate your body, and with it your mind, to just…stand up, and physically do them as soon as possible. you have to keep listening to your mood, & be aware that yeah, maybe you won���t get everything done today, but that you are starting. and it does work. it’s an act of love, in a way. and as love is, it’s messy, it doesn’t always look very pretty, and it’s also damn easy to overlook. it’s being kind to yourself, despite everything, every single time, because you’re worth the effort. 

it’s like the poem kindness by naomi shihab nye (this is only a fragment):

Before you know kindness as the deepest thing inside, you must know sorrow as the other deepest thing. (…) Then it is only kindness that makes sense anymore, only kindness that ties your shoes and sends you out into the day to gaze at bread, only kindness that raises its head from the crowd of the world to say It is I you have been looking for, and then goes with you everywhere like a shadow or a friend.

Armin Blasbichler,��T III, 2009 [Inception Door] - 585 mounted diapositives of Pantone swatches, laminated glass, wood frame | H 211cm, W 97cm

ursulaklegun

People who love cold weather are fucking weird. You like to freeze? You like to shiver?? You like when you take a step outside and the air stings your skin???

photo: a sticker of a wizard, a white, 3 legged animal with a hairy back leg and simple smiley face, wearing a witch hat, stands in the corner of a metal bust stop window. above it, a speech bubble reads, "wizards is an animal." end ID.

little ghoul

quick who wants to confess their undying love 4 me before pride month ends

tumblr isn't a blogging website its a playground at lunch and we're all playing vampires and wizards and pirates and werewolves