My dog passed this summer and we've had snow for a few weeks now but I hadn't even thought of that until I saw your post 🥹 he loved the snow so much too...
our snow babies 🥹❤️
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hi! JM anon here! Just wanted to say about the recent news about bts going on a break and solo project. Honestly it has that pang in the heart, the same way as watching good fic writers go on hiatus, or completely go off tumblr would break our hearts. Bts, like writers, here have become our safe haven, in our own way, we look forward to them. But eventually my heart settles knowing that they lessen their visibility, not to abandon us, but rather for their growth. And grow we shall.
hi babe!! how are you doing? i hope life has been kind to you lately <3 <3 <3
oof, yes, you are absolutely right. i have a tendency to get super attached to things i love, so this is hard. it's always hard when things come to a natural end or pause. idk. as someone who has left fandoms behind for various reasons, its just so difficult and i always wish that i could get that same passion back that i had at the beginning. at the same time, i feel like i bring all that ive learned from the past into the future and i never forget it. so whatever BTS end up doing in the future, whether that is on their own or as a group, im comforted by the fact that it's a culmination of all of our experiences together? if that makes sense?? but yes, it's hard to think about an era being over. but we as humans are never in the same place. we're always moving and changing and growing. so in a way, im really happy that they get this time to be themselves and to explore their individuality outside of the group <3 i love that sentiment, babe! lets grow together 💗💗
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oh my gosh, hi
was wondering why I hadn’t seen you on my dash lately and tumblr had me unfollow you somehow?? but i followed you again and all is right in the world
hope the day is good to you!! 💖🖤💖
Hi, love!!! <3
Omg what that is so weird??? Tumblr pls don’t do this to me 😩 I’m so sorry that happened 😭 BUT IT’S GOOD TO HAVE YOU BACK !!! <33 I MISSED U
I hope the day has been wonderful to you, too!!💚💚💚
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Honestly the cliche advice is true. If you fill your life w things you’re passionate about, if you challenge yourself every day, if you give your own opinion of yourself more weight than you do other people’s opinions of you, you will actually thrive. Like no one can tell u anything
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probably time for this story i guess but when i was a kid there was a summer that my brother was really into making smoothies and milkshakes. part of this was that we didn't have AC and couldn't afford to run fans all day so it was kind of important to get good at making Cool Down Concoctions.
we also had a patch of mint, and he had two impressionable little sisters who had the attitude of "fuck it, might as well."
at one point, for fun, this 16 year old boy with a dream in his eye and scientific fervor in heart just wanted to see how far one could push the idea of "vanilla mint smoothie". how much vanilla extract and how much mint can go into a blender before it truly is inedible.
the answer is 3 cups of vanilla extract, 1/2 cup milk alternative, and about 50 sprigs (not leaves, whole spring) of mint. add ice and the courage of a child. idk, it was summer and we were bored.
the word i would use to describe the feeling of drinking it would maybe be "violent" or perhaps, like. "triangular." my nose felt pristine. inhaling following the first sip was like trying to sculpt a new face. i was ensconced in a mesh of horror. it was something beyond taste. for years after, i assumed those commercials that said "this is how it feels to chew five gum" were referencing the exact experience of this singular viscous smoothie.
what's worse is that we knew our mother would hate that we wasted so much vanilla extract. so we had to make it worth it. we had to actually finish the drink. it wasn't "wasting" it if we actually drank it, right? we huddled around outside in the blistering sun, gagging and passing around a single green potion, shivering with disgust. each sip was transcendent, but in a sort of non-euclidean way. i think this is where i lost my binary gender. it eroded certain parts of me in an acidic gut ecology collapse.
here's the thing about love and trust: the next day my brother made a different shake, and i drank it without complaint. it's been like 15 years. he's now a genuinely skilled cook. sometimes one of the three of us will fuck up in the kitchen or find something horrible or make a terrible smoothie mistake and then we pass it to each other, single potion bottle, and we say try it it's delicious. it always smells disgusting. and then, cerimonious, we drink it together. because that's what family does.
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