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bottlesandcats · 6 minutes ago
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My husband doesn’t understand why I’m so depressed over it being the last episode of The Falcon and the Winter Soldier this week. Clearly he’s never been in love.
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zeeleybooth · 23 minutes ago
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okay i know dogs are not capable of being jealous in the human since of “i wish that were me” but sometimes when canon and i are training, i notice the byb’s dogs just standing at the fence... watching. and all i can think is that they wish they had half the interactions canon and i do. tbh i don’t think they’ve even been taught the absolute basics, the bare minimum.. and i feel bad for them.
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skitty · 34 minutes ago
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#s#i don’t wanna make this a real post bc idk.........#anyway i have made lots of progress in regards to type whole break up situation#i still have my moments where i am reminded of her#but it doesn’t hurt as much anymore#i’ve almost come to a point where it’s just like i’m used to it?#i’ll be doing something and just be thinking how she would have enjoyed it too#or pass by a place we’ve been together or be reminded of where we’ve traveled to#and it’s okay now... just gonna be a thing#these moments pass quickly#i am way more hurt about the dog these days#however lately i’ve been coming across cute clothes and thinking ‘she would look so good in that’#and it’s less that the past is making me sad but the thought that we never got to do that together#i just saw this v cute dress and i was like !!!#but... i remind myself that she didn’t want me to be a part of her life???#she said we could be friends but i don’t know that i could ever get to that point#i thought about inviting her to my bday game night but... it doesn’t feel right for me to be the one to initiate any type of friendship#and i know she won’t.#and from the last messages we exchanged i did something awful that i can’t take back#i really didn’t see it in the moment#i don’t want to be reminded of that#i would never do something like that again but it just... i am pretty grossed out by myself when i think about it#and i can’t imagine it’d be something she could easily get over either#i’m sorry and i hope you are well#i’m not mad at you anymore... i know it had to happen#i have love for you and probably always will but accept that we won’t be in each other’s lives#i really do hope you’re happy
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i-am-in-bed · 35 minutes ago
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It's fucked how hard it is to be alive. I can't comprehend that there are people who live everyday without mental illness. It's my every waking thought. At this point I have no idea who I am without mental illness. And that scares me. Who am I? How can get better if I don't even know who I am anymore. I lost myself years ago and I don't think that person will ever come back. Sometimes I think of myself when I was younger, little 13 year old me I was so young and naïve I had no idea what was going on in my head. I was all alone. If I knew what I know now at 13 I'd have killed myself. These years since have been hell. I don't think I could ever even go back to the person I was before. BC I'll always have these memories of the constant hell I've been through. It's like torture from my own mind.
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rainbowvamp · an hour ago
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Merlin and Lancelot are sitting on a log or something, holding hands.
Gwaine sees them, comes to sit by Lancelot, takes his hand.
Merlin and Lancelot look at him like “What are you doing?”
Gwaine: “What? I thought this was something we were just doing.”
It’s not, but Lancelot and Merlin have a little silent conversation, shrug, and now, this is just something they do now.
A month later Gwaine realizes they’re dating and flips out and everyone laughs.
But they keep doing the hand holding thing because it’s nice. 
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loudinmyhead · an hour ago
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No one cares because the last time I tried to Kill myself they didn’t. It just made all my friends distance themselves from me. They “couldn’t handle it” I was “too negative”. They made me feel like more of a fucking freak than before I tried. This time nothing is different. It just hurts that no one cares enough to even check on me after I gave them a warning. I thought my life was bad back then - it looks like fucking heaven compared to now. I’m a shell of my former self. I’m disgusting and fat and ugly and I never get half of the shit done I’m supposed to. I have no friends, I’m not close with any of my family, school is online and it’s absolutely killing me, I have no money, my therapist never helps me & just makes me feel lazy and fat, I feel sick all the fucking time. There is no joy. There is no peace. Not even a moment.
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bathroombreaks · an hour ago
“You’re being too loud, ma” beth x rio for the sentence ask
ty for sending this!
this gave me two different ideas and i couldn’t decide which one to do, so you get both! the second one’s under a cut because it’s not pg-13 (first time for everything, i know)
“You’re being too loud, ma,” Beth parrots back at Rio, forcing her voice to go as low and scratchy as it can in her best approximation of his. “That’s what you sound like,” she tells him, just in case he didn’t get it — not because her impression isn’t excellent, but because Rio just isn’t very good at picking up on that type of thing — jabbing her finger into his chest for emphasis. “Nah, mama, it really ain’t,” he replies, shaking his head, an amused smile on his face. She’s going to protest this, of course — again, her impression of Rio is great, he just can’t appreciate it — but then he moves closer, his chest brushing hers as he leans down to murmur “You know I don’t mind you being loud, Elizabeth” into her ear and she loses her train of thought, her eyes fluttering closed as she lets the closeness of him wash over her. It’s always like this with Rio — too many times, Beth gets lost in his eyes, counting his freckles, watching his hands move, appreciating the way his voice dips. “I just don’t think you’ll be happy with me tomorrow when I tell you that you woke up the entire block,” he adds as he steps away from her, toothy grin in place, spell thoroughly broken. “I am not-” Beth starts, admittedly maybe a smidge — a very small smidge; almost non-existent, really — too loud for the middle of the night in the suburbs, when Rio interrupts her with a shushing motion. Still grinning, he places his hands on her waist and spins her in the direction of her door. “C’mon, drunky, let’s get you into bed before you wake up the neighbours.”
[break between drabbles]
“You’re being too loud, ma,” Rio tuts, his lips just barely brushing the shell of her ear as he speaks, his fingers never losing their rhythm as they pump in and out of her. Beth can hear him speaking, but she’s too far lost — in the citrus-y cologne she can practically taste in the back of her throat with the way the smell of it’s so overwhelming, the bruises she can feel forming as the hand holding up her thigh tightens its grip, the heat pooling low in her belly as his thumb roughly circles her clit; just… in him — to be able to really understand a word he’s saying. It only sinks in when, after a particularly high moan, he chuckles, the sound reverbing in his chest, under her hands, and adds, his voice raspy and low and so, so good, “Getting caught having sex in the middle of your first family barbecue isn’t a cute look, Elizabeth.” She can’t help it, then — the way her hips roll, seeking more friction; the whine that escapes her when he gives it to her, sending every nerve in her body into overdrive. She does manage to sink her teeth into his shoulder, though, muffling the moans she can’t keep in, and she figures that’s as good as he could expect under the circumstances, really.
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jhinenjaycencia · 2 hours ago
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Braig, come home
Braig, now we know we were wrong
We messed up, and now you’re gone
Braig, I’m sorry we abandoned you
Oh, I never expected you to run away and leave us
Feeling this empty
Your ‘as if’ right now would sound like music to me
Please come home, ‘cause we miss you, Braig…
Braig, come home
(Braig, come home)
Braig, come home
(Braig, come home)
Braig, can’t you see we were blind?
We’ll do anything to change your mind
More than a guard, you’re our best friend
Too cool to forget
Come back 'cause we are family
And forgive us for not realizing you were gone
And now our hearts are beating like the saddest metronomes
Somewhere I hope you’re reading
Our latest three-word poem
Braig, come home
Braig, come home
(Braig, come home)
Braig, come home
(Braig, come home)
Braig, come home
(Braig, come home), ah
Braig, come home
Braig, come home
Braig, won’t you come home?
Based, obviously, on the song “Gary, come home”, whose lyrics I changed a bit; and this fanfiction:
https://archiveofourown.org/works/21153527
written by @mettamaxie, who managed to put a bowl of onions under my nose while I was reading it T_T (I want Braig back too uwu)
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neptunne310 · 2 hours ago
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Reseñas de libros
Si, si es contigo
Autor: Calle Y Poche
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Si, si es contigo es una novela de amor que trata sobre la amistad de D y M donde luego se desencadenaran muchos eventos fascinantes. El prologo es escrito por Amalia Andrade una Escritora Colombiana al igual que Calle Y Poche, lo que buscan con este libro es cambiar la idea del típico libro de un Youtuber Y hacer una novela, una donde nos hace ver todo amor es imposible. Actualmente esta la Edición a color con textos inéditos +18 Y solo se encuentra en español.
Algo mas para saber de Calle Y Poche es que... Hace poco ya sacaron su merch Y unos cuantos proyectos que estan por venir de estas dos chicas increíbles como Música, la película de si, si es contigo talvez o incluso una segunda parte de este.
Lo recomiendo mucho es uno de mis favoritos!
Díganme cual quieren que sea el siguiente, les quiero mucho.
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coolandswag · 2 hours ago
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i would say my biggest strength is probably knowing that all of the guys i've ever met hate me, and honestly, i live for that
because at the end of the day what would a guy give me? happiness? definitely not!
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mxrie-blxgspace · 2 hours ago
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I’m depressed and I don’t know how to fix it. I’ve tried nearly everything. Anti depressants, exercise, talking. Nothing helps. I just want to be happy. I know I have no reason to feel sad or angry. I don’t know what’s wrong with me.
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theziaries · 4 hours ago
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“what if i’m not a freak nasty or a baddie? would you still bag me?”
— The Ziaries, “Sad Girls Club”
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