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lovewillthaw-j · 2 months
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Elsa's guilt, pain and self-loathing are an integral part of the story of the Frozen sisters.
The other half is Anna loving Elsa unconditionally that she would even sacrifice her life for her.
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fujillamaparadise · 4 months
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cicadas · 4 months
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Garak so woke and feminist his 3rd eye literally a vahina
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slowlydiving · 2 years
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they ARE my favorite boys and i AM a goblin
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lovaamaria · 1 year
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ok i need to write this down so here's some octavia thoughts: during the early 1800s, probably 1810s (before AND around the time she meets raphael for the first time), octavia had a lot of suitors even though she could've been considered like, a spinster but because she was (is) so beautiful, so accomplished, was wealthy, well connected and well known, these guys didn't really care. during that time if miss octavia showed interest in someone they'd be considered very lucky. so, she liked to play around with her suitors, not lead them on but more like, explore her options and such. but anyways she was being courted by this man, he was so sweet and attentive and he was head over heels for her. he was younger than her and he really wanted to have a family, he really was husband material. octavia really liked him, in her eyes he was perfect, but she knew she couldn't marry him, as much as that pained her, she couldn't do that to him, she knew she couldn't give him the life that he deserved. octavia had been dead set for centuries on not having kids again* and even if he didn't have a problem with that (which he wouldn't because he would've been happy with just her), she thought it would be too cruel to marry him, not just to him but to herself as well; she couldn't stand the thought of seeing someone she cared deeply for age and then die while she remained the same, that's why she almost never got attached to any humans (and i say almost because sometimes she just couldn't help it). this man knew something bothered her but he didn't pry, he was just always there for her. when she told him she couldn't marry him and explained that she wouldn't be able to give him the life and happiness he deserved it hurt her so much because it hurt him, but still he was understanding and as much as he disliked the idea of a future where octavia wasn't there beside him, he went on to live his life, for her. this was really hard for octavia, but she knew it was the right thing to do
*before octavia became a vampire (c. 70 BC) she had a baby daughter with one of her patrons, he provided for them but she continued to work and they were never together beyond him hiring her for parties and such every once in a while. before she got arrested, they took away her baby and she never saw her again. she was destroyed by this and this is actually what led her to massacring so many people when she was turned. but yeah, the pain was too much, so she decided she would never be a mother again
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boxoftheskyking · 2 years
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I've had a migraine for 2 days and so on desperation I listened to the Roberta colindrez meditation thing and I just died laughing
Host: so just think about nothing
Rc: I'm thinkin about hamlet
Girl me too
Host: isn't it weird that the lion king is just hamlet?
Rc:... Is it weird?
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kingproblem · 2 years
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A haiku about iced coffee
the thing I don’t like
About iced coffee is that
I will finish it
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laurentlemonke · 3 months
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I never left but I'm back nonetheless
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I upgraded to filming in the living room. I was freed from my enclosure. Yeehaw.
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inkskinned · 10 months
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you're in the habit of denying yourself things.
if someone asked you directly, you would say that you love a little treat. you like iced coffee and getting the cookie. you drink juice out of a fancy cup sometimes, and often do use your candles until they gutter out helplessly.
but you hesitate about buying the 20 dollar hand mixer because, like. you could just use your arms. you weren't raised rich. you don't get to just spend the 20 dollars (remember when that could cover lunch?), at least - you don't spend that without agonizing over it first, trying to figure out the cost-benefits like you are defending yourself in front of a jury. yes, this rice cooker could seriously help you. but you do know how to make stovetop rice and it really isn't that hard. how many pies or brownies would you actually make, in order to make that hand mixer worthwhile?
what's wild is that if the money was for a friend, it would already be spent. you'd fork over 40 without blinking an eye, just to make them happy. the difference is that it's for you, so you need to justify it.
and it sneaks in. you ration yourself without meaning to - you don't finish the pint of ice cream, even though you want to. the next time you go to the store, you say ah, i really shouldn't, and then you walk away. you save little bits of your precious things - just in case. sometimes you even go so far as putting that one thing in your shopping cart. and then just leaving it there, because maybe-one-day, but not right now, there's other stuff going on.
you do self-care, of course. but you don't do it more than like, 3 days in a row. after that it just feels a little bit over-the-edge. like. you can't live in decadence, the economy is so bad right now, kid.
so you don't buy the rice cooker. you can-and-will spend the time over the stove. you can withstand the little sorrows. denial and discipline are practically synonyms. and you're not spoiled.
it's just - it's not always a rice cooker. sometimes it is a person or a job or a hug. sometimes it is asking for help. sometimes it is the summer and your college degree. sometimes it is looking down at scabbed knees and feeling a strange kind of falling, like you can't even recognize the girl you used to be. sometimes it is your handprint looking unsteady.
sometimes it is tuesday, and you didn't get fired, and you want to celebrate. but what is it you like, even? you search around your little heart and come up empty. you're so used to denying that all your desires draw a blank.
oh fuck. see, this is the perfect opportunity. if you had a mixer, you'd make a cake.
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khurramshabbir · 5 months
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The 5 Biggest and Best Waterfalls Around the World
Selecting biggest waterfalls in the world is not actually a set list that you’ll find identical across your research—largest and biggest are subjective. Do you mean the largest waterfall in terms of height? Or perhaps the waterfall with the biggest volume is more impressive? Depending on how you interpret these terms changes the answer
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A bus is basically the classic thing to wait in the rain for
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mangozic · 1 month
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archivist be upon ye
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flourelle · 9 months
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my tumblr is the closest you can get to experiencing my rich inner life so y’all are goddamn welcome!!
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queenoftheantz · 3 months
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hi yes hello a friend gave my baldurs gate 3 for my birthday and is now painstakingly teaching me how to use the controls
Meet my little cosmic horror protagonist Luvtröja!! They are just a little guy!! They like sitting in chairs :]
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piereoglyphics · 9 months
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you could say one is the loneliest number but odd numbers would also be fairly lonely. generally its easier to talk to one person than two, and then one will left alone,, two is the least lonely number imo
three means theres an outlier, four is too much. (atleast for me four is alot) With two, you have them both as a pair. With four its not easy to stay quiet. to relax for a while. With two people its easy
sit together and do your own thing. enjoy each others company. help each other. Marry or even just keep it a nice friendship. its small, but not too small that you're left to your thoughts. you have someone there. and thats all you need. Two is enough for one to share their interests and not be returned with like four different ones. Its enough to talk loudly and not feel overwhelemed and its enough to be affectionate and not be embarrassed from being watched by people that arent there and its enough to not be worried that you're leaving someone behind
Seven may be my lucky number but I think two is my favorite
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amandakilljoy · 9 months
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Creep by radiohead but says "but I'm a freak" instead
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