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#i hate you brain
osteichthyens · 23 days
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maybe a lobotomy could fix me
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shoot-of-corruption · 2 months
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((you know, I wish, I could write.
I simply have not a bloody ounce of time.
I even want to, so badly. The universe absolutely shoves it down my throat right now omg...))
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forgottensouls · 6 months
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How do I stop the UGLY
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aniraklova · 2 years
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Does anyone ever had thoughts like “I don’t want to do anything, I hate it all, it makes me sad“? Like, I understand that I actually enjoy my stuff, but sometimes thoughts like those hit real hard.
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rightintheghoulies · 10 months
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Sleep? Naaaahhhhhh....
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kweza · 1 year
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sometimes my brain hates me and reminds me that one day i'm going to have to catheterize a male patient and it's going to be super awkward
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bixels · 2 months
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Just gonna have to wait and see, right? Just wait and see! Just gotta wait and see! Who knows, we'll just have to wait and see! It's anybody's guess, we'll just have to wait and see! The future is exciting, we just gotta wait and see!
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jasperyourmutt · 1 month
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I love being a FREAK OF NATURE. i love being a QUEER. i love being a FAGGOT. i love being a SEX FREAK. i love being a DOG FAG. i love being TRANSGENDER. i love being SO NORMAL <333333
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lazylittledragon · 3 months
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i feel like social media has warped people’s perception of conflict in relationships by making you think that any minor fuck up is the end of the world and everyone is secretly a narcissist manipulator with sinister motives, because actually in real life you just say “i’m sorry, that was a bad thing, i shouldn’t have done that” and the other person says “thank you for apologising” and then that’s the end of it
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schizodesires · 4 months
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Your older brother keeps going "just one more hit, how about another, what are you a pussy? oh look at me i can't smoke a bowl, what a loser" until you get so high you don't know where you are or how you got there or why your dear brother is on top of you with all of his weight, why he's thrusting into your limp body and telling you how good you feel, how wonderful of a fucktoy you are, how good of a job you're doing not fighting back, bragging about how many times he's came inside..uh..what were you thinking of again? what's happening?
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sugarcoatednightshade · 5 months
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thinking about how Humans Are Space Orcs stories always talk about how indestructible humans are, our endurance, our ability to withstand common poisons, etc. and thats all well and good, its really fun to read, but it gets repetitive after a while because we aren't all like that.
And that got me thinking about why this trope is so common in the first place, and the conclusion I came to is actually kind of obvious if you think about it. Not everyone is allowed to go into space. This is true now, with the number of physical restrictions placed on astronauts (including height limits), but I imagine it's just as strict in some imaginary future where humans are first coming into contact with alien species. Because in that case there will definitely be military personnel alongside any possible diplomatic parties.
And I imagine that all interactions aliens have ever had up until this point have been with trained personnel. Even basic military troops conform to this standard, to some degree. So aliens meet us and they're shocked and horrified to discover that we have no obvious weaknesses, we're all either crazy smart or crazy strong (still always a little crazy, academia and war will do that to you), and not only that but we like, literally all the same height so there's no way to tell any of us apart.
And Humans Are Death Worlders stories spread throughout the galaxy. Years or decades or centuries of interspecies suspicion and hostilities preventing any alien from setting foot/claw/limb/appendage/etc. on Earth until slowly more beings are allowed to come through. And not just diplomats who keep to government buildings, but tourists. Exchange students. Temporary visitors granted permission to go wherever they please, so they go out in search of 'real terran culture' and what do they find?
Humans with innate heart defects that prevent them from drinking caffeine. Humans with chronic pain and chronic fatigue who lack the boundless endurance humans are supposedly famous for. Humans too tall or too short or too fat to be allowed into space. Humans who are so scared of the world they need to take pills just to function. Humans with IBS who can't stand spicy foods, capsaicin really is poison to them. Lactose intolerance and celiac disease, my god all the autoimmune disorders out there, humans who struggle to function because their own bodies fight them. Humans who bruise easily and take too long to heal. Humans who sustained one too many concussions and now struggle to talk and read and write. Humans who've had strokes. Humans who were born unable to talk or hear or speak, and humans who through some accident lost that ability later.
Aliens visit Earth, and do you know what they find? Humanity, in all its wholeness.
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arunneronthird · 1 year
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okay fine i can deal with damian being a weeb but he'll be one on MY TERMS
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sttoru · 6 months
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toji’s always (more) silent when he’s out in public — a mysterious man with an intimidating aura; that’s what he’s perceived as by most. but not by you.
“toooji! can we go to this cute cafe near the mall?” his big and rough hand complimented yours. especially when you held them together. “pleaseee?”
as did your personalities. especially when you were out in public together. you being the sunshine, him being the grumpy one.
toji’s eyes glance down at yours as you continue to slowly walk down the pavement. he could feel you clinging onto his arm, your chest pressing against his biceps as if to convince him to agree.
and damn sure was it working. toji might be a tough man, however not when it comes to literally anything involving his girl.
“sure thing, darlin’.” his reply was kind of curt, voice low and raspy, eyes already focused on something else ahead. but the small and reassuring squeeze he gave your hand told you enough.
that’s how it has been with toji recently. you know he deep down has the ability to show you his love and he does do it in different ways than most other partners would. but, you know him — you understand him.
it’s hard to open up to someone when you’ve known nothing but killing and surviving, let alone show your vulnerability to them.
it might be a slow process, but toji’s been doing his best to give you the husband you deserve to have. a husband who’s deserving to be called yours.
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hellonearthtoday · 2 months
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ctommy in 2024 . wish my style would stop changing Amen. it will not
I didn't mean for him to look so downtrodden at first but that's just how it goes
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peep the emo hair streak
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ithinkimauggie · 1 month
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Mm, yes... The one you call Benrey...
I've been advised by my employers that, his true nature is on something of a "need-to-know" basis...
And you, Doctor Freeman, do not need to know...
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ayo fuck this painting lol have another cropped vers
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katy-l-wood · 11 months
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I had two tasks:
1: spit out my mouthwash.
2: remove cat from the toilet seat so I could then use the toilet AFTER spitting out my mouthwash.
Anyways. I spit out my mouthwash on the cat’s head.
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