near life experience

I feel like a lot of people get "All Art is Political" confused with "All Art is made with Political Intentions" which is not the same.

'seven' being about feeling like you've lost your younger self, wondering if you'll ever find that version of you that could be happy just swinging high over the creek, and 'i knew it, i knew you' being about feeling like that past version of you just moseyed back into your life like no time has passed, nothing was lost.

people will be like how come everything always comes back to race/gender/class/capitalism/imperialism with you well that is called living in a system

I never got over anything. I miss everyone and everything. nostalgia and grief kill me every day. oh and I also love going on walks.

you literally have to unironically listen to some shit like party rock anthem so you don’t kill yourself

tom nook is NOT a landlord!!! he is a construction worker! he SELLS you a WHOLE HOUSE! He is not CHARGING YOU however many bells a month to live there! You PURCHASE a HOME that he BUILDS FOR YOU and then you PAY HIM FOR HIS SERVICE. He charges no interest he sets no time limit it is a relationship built on trust. the only penalty you get for not paying off your home is that he won't build more home until you pay him for the first one. A guy that builds you a house wherever you want him to and then charges you for the cost of construction is not a landlord you own the fucking home

He is, however, in the mafia

imo the state monitoring your private messages is basically on the same level as opening and reading physical mail or perhaps breaking into your house to install bugs and cameras

You know that thing would eat you if you died, right? *pointing to the false image of you that others perceive*

we have to thank our brave soldiers in fandom who write gen fics. we have to thank our brave soldiers in fandom who write character studies and stories with no focus on romance or sex. we have to get on our knees and thank the brave soldiers in fandom who write about minor characters and friendship and family with no focus on romance or sex. i know it’s hard to care about characters in a world that seems to only revolve around ships but i see you. and i love you

What other sites fail to realize is that tumblr is prohibition era america for porn. You can't barge into any search function and go asking for it, but if you know where to go and who to ask it's absolutely still being provided. It's grown over the past years so much that these days you can't step into a taxicab without being offered porn by the driver

well maybe you should blearily wake up at 5:08 in the pre-dawn light and find the sleeping soft tiny mammal body of your cat just inches from your head like a miracle too beautiful for speech, and you should rustle one hand out from your blankets to rub fingertip circles across the warm eggshell dome of her little velvet-wrapped skull and on the bristly patches just where the cups of her ears begin, and as she inclines her head into your fingers and purrs without ever opening her little eyes you should feel a love so tender that you understand how that love could have reached out from the fireside into the inky spangled nights long gone to reach her, and then you'll feel better

“Do it scared” “do it alone” are all great tips, but my biggest takeaway from therapy is do it messy. This is especially true if you’re getting out of a burnout, which I experience often. Literally just do it messy. You don’t need to pick the perfect trail to walk, the perfect playlist to listen to, whatever the fuck it is. You don’t need to have a meticulous to do list and wake up at the exact time you planned and drink the exact amount of water you planned to drink. Like the biggest thing for people like me to remember is sometimes it’s okay to do it messy. Put on a random yt workout and just get it done in sweats. Do 5 minutes of a daunting task and go from there. Sometimes just getting up is a win during intense burnouts or depressive funks. Literally just do it messy.