warm bread with butter. reblog if you Agree
Intimacy is not just about sex. It's having heart-to-hearts, staying up all night talking, sharing childhood memories, thoughts, fears, dreams & hopes for the future. It's uncontrollable laughter, direct eye contact and feeling each other without touching - it's exchanging energy
what if ctommy hit his growth spurt in exile so not only was he fucking freezing and malnourished but the little bit of growing that he can do only serves to make his one set of clothes Not fit him anymore . tall like his brother was when he was alive and skeletal like his brother is when hes dead. does that make sense. what if that happeend
23rd jan 2024
but this is from like december i wanna say (13th november to be exact)
There is no wind. the salt is carried up to my nose in thick waves, no wind to blow it away. i slam the car door, old paint and rust crumble into my hand like ironic summer snowflakes. i swipe them away, turning to focus on the sea. the stone ledge burns and its sharp corners scrape my legs. i say nothing.
Almost i lie and say i see france, the shiny, salt coated swimmers paddling thier way across the channel, small sun-scorched children mimic french revolutions with sandcastles and cruel older brothers kick them over, revolution hungry seagulls swoop down chopping the heads off of chips. i remember the winters of gulls nesting far from the beach, where snow meets sand and the winter bite takes my mind away from the nausiatingly still day.
i remember winter, not too long ago, not long to come. violent whiplash between small giggles bubbling up from the beach and silent crunches of snow. grease lined smoke, thick smells and some gauge nostalgia always will break for crisp cold air, smoke rises from your mouth as you speak, i wish i could hear you speak, to ice capped waves, to salty snow, to frozen stone ledges where your clothes stick. you always hated summer and so i will in some Machiavellian remembrance of the person i used to know.
an alarm rings on my phone, the parking meter has run out. cold coins fall into the machine, ill have another hour. maybe ill plunge into the sea, swim as far as i can and stare back at the landscape of families and umbrellas, comedically oversized for the children underneath. an old church next to seemingly more rundown souvenir shops, the car i remember you driving in, the lampposts you tried to climb, the walls you spray painted. maybe ill go over to calais, join a family there with bright bathing suits and picnic baskets i can almost see now. its beautiful, the summer is beautiful.
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15th feb 2024
what is it with you and the line of spit when two characters are kissing? what the actual fuck dudes but also i kinda love it please stay on that love you guys, hugs and kisses xoxo
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18th feb 2024
voltron ending suckeddd man like sucked dick and balls it was so bad. it was JUST the last episode that was bad too like it was a good show until that last episode and it took a nose dive its so crappy.
zero stars do not reccomend i want my money back please and thank you and also i will find you im in your walls benjamin kaltenecker (idk what he does hes just the only guy i see in the credits before i skip to the next episode ((post about not watching credits coming soon ??? idk)) and good choice naming the cow after you like some guy named commander iverson after him but nah just good vibes space cow ((i also love the implication that kaltenecker isnt his name but his breed or species because the shopkeep says get a kaltenecker instead of get a cow)) anyways everyone who said the ending sucked was right but i have alot to say (dude look at my bio what did you expect when you clicked on here)
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3 dec 2024
I can’t watch sad movies- or any movies with pain
I have to look up the plot to every movie before I watch it because I hate being surprised by the ending and I can’t handle the suspense
And maybe that’s why I hate life: There’s no IMDB, no plot synopsis to check. The ending is unknowable.
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Rachel and Calypso both serve as opposing love interests to Annabeth that in the end would have not worked out in story because their relationships were both built off of Percy attempting to run away from a fundamental aspect of himself; being a half-blood.
The overarching theme of the original 5 pjo books is Percy coming to accept and ultimately choose this part of himself. In this essay I will-
8 mar 2024
Alex and Adam aren’t allowed to see me failing at chemistry. They can’t see me fail and mess up. I won’t let them think I’m dumb.
Also Adam has started only asking Alex about his answers to see if he’s right so I hate myself even more and really just crave the warm embrace of a grade 9
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23 sept 2024
I both HATE and don’t know anything about physics. I blame adam. Fucking distracting me all year and THATS why I got a 5
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