this blog is not a well-curated museum. it’s my bedroom & i’m putting things on my shelf & taping things on the wall
this blog is not a well-curated museum. it’s my bedroom & i’m putting things on my shelf & taping things on the wall
those posts always go around that are like “if you’re on Tumblr and you’re over 25 blah blah blah” but honestly if you’re on Tumblr and you’re under 25, I don’t know how the fuck you found this place. like I came here when it was actually kind of cool and then just never left because all my stuff was here. what’s your excuse
been selling spells on etsy lately. $50 a pop and i just send the customer a photo of a burnt candle. thank you mentally ill women 🙏🙏🙏
to all da lamers/haters out there: i only offer shitty spells like for making people break up, lose job/money, get sick etc. so all my customers deserve 2 get scammed. i am a moneymancer and my only real spell is summon dollar
"how can you like this objectively bad thing!" because i have bad taste. move on.
submissive in the way a livestock guardian dog is submissive to the sheep it kills wolves for
i need a 3 hour kiss
Bite meee
I'm the little moth that they hire to fly out of peoples' empty wallets. May not seem glamorous to some but it's an honest living.
the man who owns and runs the thai restaurant in my town knows me by name. he is one of the kindest and most thoughtful men i know. i started ordering from his place back in january, which was when i got my fibromyalgia diagnosis. back then i was using a walker, had limited mobility in my entire body but especially my hands, and was very visibly in pain. i always ordered the same thing: yellow curry with no meat, potatoes and carrots only (i have texture and other dietary issues). he always made it a point to make sure i could get out the door and carry the food safely. he had his workers package the food so that it was easier for me to open. as i kept coming back and i told him a little bit about my health status, he would always encourage me to keep going. he told me about how the spices he used were good for inflammation and began to edit the recipe just for me so that spices that were even better for fighting inflammation were used. he’d give me extra portions and despite the fact that i would tip every time, i realized later that he never charged my card for them. as time went on and my condition began to get better, he would make encouraging remarks and tell me how happy he was for me. the day i came in without my walker, he practically jumped for joy, and despite my insistence, he gave me my meal for free that day. i continue to make progress with my conditions and i continue to go to the thai place. this man who does not know me personally and who i hardly know anything about is one of my favorite people. it’s interactions with humans like these that make loving life easier. and his curry really does help my chronic condition. it’s comfort food taken to the next level.
anybody else going through life feeling like a dog that wasn't socialized enough as a puppy
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Maybe I'm in love with another vampire man. A gentleman even