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i have had to put great work into not trying to be bob the builder for a man that doesn’t even realize he’s the problem. it’s one thing for them to acknowledge they’re fucked up. after that they need to realize that they don’t have to be a reflection of the pain that was caused to them. i can deal with cold and standoffish, i can’t deal with lashing out at the slightest threat to their strong-face.

“I can fix him” I couldn’t fix him and I don’t want to. I think he grew prone to biting and scratching in order to get by in a harsh world, and to me his resilience is part of what makes him so beautifully himself. I could be kind to him, though. I could show him gentleness. I could, slowly but surely, in the same way one earns the trust of a skittish stray cat, convince him that my touch will never come accompanied by pain. That, around me, he can allow himself to be soft. To relax. I could be the one he associates with warmth and safety, the one he longs to be held by after a hard day. I could be his home.

i know i’m raggedy bc i thought sperm before tadpole

Arp 188 and the Tadpole’s Tail

Credits: Hubble Legacy Archive, ESA, NASA, Joachim Dietrich

this a good oneeee

i stopped listening to most of tøp after blurryface but this is one of their songs that will never stop going immaculately hard. the fact that the music note is the “do do do do do do do do”. dark ass goofy ass song

tbh there’s two types of people: the ones that recognize it’s just a way to relate and the ones that take it as being one-upped.

i’m the first kind idgaf either get mad at me if u want but i’ll either have a relatable scenario to add to the discussion or imma hit u with something like “damn bro that sucks”. bc idk what else to say

Fully losing it at this facebook screenshot. 22 inches of green and 1.5 of carrot.