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witchthewriter · 7 months
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Aquarius Sun | Libra Moon | Aquarius Rising
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oatbugs · 1 month
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i did go to an empty place but i suddenly do not have the urge to scream
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But y’a know we’re gonna be okay? Right?
We’re gonna be okay. 💛
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brokendeerteeth · 4 months
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Me when I experience the world around me
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drawotion · 16 days
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This is Remu, our sweet pup who was put to sleep today, 8th of April 2024... The procedure went smoothly, he almost got to the age of full 11 years. This summer it would have been his 11th birthday.
In memory of him, let me tell you about how our little rascal was like. This is going to be a long post so buckle up. I'll put more pics in at the end.
He was a rescue dog, he came to me and my mom through my oldest big brother around year 2018. He was around 5 years old back then and he was born during summer, what I heard from my brother is that the pup was super skinny when he first got Remu.
Remu was an absolute lap dog, he loved being on our laps and in our holds. Loved sleeping next to us. ((He was like little heater! Very warm hahahh)) Sometimes when we would do stuff around the house he had to be with us on the thing!
For example if I was sitting on the floor and moving plants to new pots or I was cleaning my pet bugs little habitats, it was guaranteed he would be on my lap. And he would always be listening what we're doing.
Oh he was one stubborn and clever fella, there is a reason why I call him a rascal! Of course in the most loving way possible. He was like a big dog in small dog's body. His barks were LOUD.
He wasn't that trusting at first and god forbid if you touched his paws and tried to bath him, or even reached out to him in certain way! Face was off limits. So it was heartwarming how over time he came to trust me. So much so I could do almost anything with him, it got to the point where he let me even rub my finger between his eyes and wipe his cute little snoot if there was something.
Oh any visitor would still get bunch of barks and growls! Never biting tho, but he would let you know that hey, this is his turf! His home! Would even start barking even if he heard my younger old brother through phone. (He still got onto brother's lap and all, pfft) It was kind of silly to see how little mohawk would rise on his back.
Like a true summer dog, he loved basking under the warm & hot sun. I think his belly even got tanned because of this. (Oh Remu, you silly.)
And goodness did he love to run when able to during our walks.
Gosh, let me tell you, whenever he would greet another dog his ears got so high up it looked like he had bunny ears! Adorable.
And his adorable little hop running when inside... It's a shame I never got it on video, but it was silly fun and cute thing he did.
Oh he would do this thing though where he would whine and paw at bed/floor as if he wouldn't be able to get off our beds! (mattresses on the floor btw.) He was fully capable of getting off and all, he just decided to turn dramatic if we were observing him.
Another dramatic thing he did was flip over a bowl when asking for food. Even start rolling up the blanket on his own bed and oh, so vocal. He was a vocal pup.
He never seemed that interested in toys, only playing with them when we prompted him and played with him with them. Eventually his favorite type of play would turn out to be chasing hand under the blanket and and also digging at our blankets while I scratch his head.
Hahh, he sometimes would playfully try to get at our feet, mostly during feeding time. Such a silly pupper.
All in all, he was a lovable silly rascal and one heck of a cuddly dog.
I'll forever miss him, and I am happy he was in our lives, even if I was hesitant to take him in at first. I am so thankful I was able to be there with him and for him on his last moments, when I wasn't able to for our previous pet so many years ago.
Now... May you run a lot, buddy. Run lots and lots… To your heart's content. Get all the treats you so love, till your belly is full.
I love you, Remu.
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tea-time-terrier · 6 months
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Foggy morning road.
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icedmetaltea · 1 year
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Idk what happened I was finally beginning to be to normal about Sun and now I'm not again
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im-not-even-sorry · 17 days
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Idk man, I just want someone to care about me as much as I care about them, and this includes sex. Like you don't even have to love me to think about how I feel as well. How fucked up someone's gotta be to cum in your mouth and refuse to do anything in return for the person they say they love. And just. Leave. Especially when sth similar has already happened before and they apologized and promised to never do it again. Like holy shit. Holy fucking shit. Is it justified I feel like an object? Is it justified I feel like I was only a hole for them? I still can't believe this has happened to me. I feel so dirty, still. I just want someone to treat me fine. Just fine would be enough
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nikki-rook · 28 days
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Sometimes I think about becoming such a good artist that famous people discover me and collect or talk about my art.
Would actually need to keep making art for that to ever happen though, so…
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calaveracarnival · 4 months
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i am on a crowded street downtown. i am miles beneath the ocean, alone in the freezing dark. people talk to me and i pretend it matters. the abyss surrounds me on every side. i give up and go a whole day without talking to another human being. the pressure of the deep sea crushes me to nothing and i still won’t die. i get caught in the cold rain and it doesn’t matter because i’m drowning in static and screaming inside my head every second of every day that I’m coherent enough to think.
treading water implies my head’s staying above the waves and that’s just not true. it comes in waves but the waters never recede. it just gets deeper and deeper and deeper and-
if i threw myself in the lake no one would ever find me. i think those words half a dozen times a day.
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cryptidkoi · 1 year
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I've been super depressed lately and I just keep telling myself death isn't an option. No matter how dark it gets.
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pastelpuppychow · 9 months
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Not my first post by any means. I’ve been on tumblr since the dawn of 09’ in a lack of sleep and idiocy on my part I deleted my blog…losing everything, and the wayback machine didn’t have the backups available…I’ve been through so many important moments in my life on this dumpster fire of a website and I plan to have so many more….am I sad of course I lost countless original copies of tumblr heritage posts lost so many of my own original posts, but I’ll rebuild and I’ll grow bigger and better and hold on to those memories forever while making new ones!
Here is to the memory of 14 years
And here is to many more because the only way your getting me off this hellscape of a site is if it shuts down or with the inevitable heat death of the universe 🫡
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screaming--agony · 2 years
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Dear Diary,
I hate to admit you were a big part of my life. You were a part of every aspect. You saved me, killed me, broke me, and still make me question myself. Every time I feel anything positive, your voice whispers in the back of my mind that I don’t and lists dozens of my flaws. Every time I get attached to someone, your voice whispers they will leave and it’s my fault. Every time I try to open up to someone, your voice whispers it’s all a burden and I lose all functionality to form a sentence. It’s so hard to loosen the grip you hold on me, I never realized how deep until my core ached and breathing became unbearable. But. You also ignited a small flame. You gave me something I never expected. I know my mind plays games to cave and burn out the flame that gives me warmth and hope. I want this small flame to grow. I don’t know how to burn your bridge to ash and let the wind carry into oblivion. But I’m adamant you won’t win.
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