I lost my best friend 3 years ago- not lost as in dead but lost as in we only text each other on our birthdays now. Movies and books don’t tell you that a friendship dying is like the sinking of a ship, you try to get higher and higher and hold onto the rails and unanswered texts, the captain tries to steer it to safety and salvage pieces of two broken hearts until you’re left with memories of what once was. We were friends for a decade and knew each other’s diaries by heart, I still remember her phone number and the way she took her coffee. Seeing her in streets is like breathing in a scent you forgot you knew but it immediately takes you back to a summer in ‘07.
Movies and books also don’t tell you that friendships don’t just end after one fight or incident, it’s like the rusting of a bridge, the slow decay of flesh and bones and secrets. It took weeks, months- until one day I woke up and I realized I hadn’t thought of her in a while. And I wrote a poem that day and I titled it 'The dying of a best friend’ and I put all my love for her in a tiny box with my half of the matching pendant of a dolphin we had and stored them in a corner of my heart under the heading Grief. Where else can one hide unspent love?
It’s been 3 years since I lost my best friend, lost as in I still carry our secrets in a tiny box but we only text each other on our birthdays.
-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The world is a sphere of ice and our hands are made of fire
(mostly bl cuz there just isn’t that much gl)
I’ve been watching way too much recently so for my own benefit and amusement I want to keep track. So below the cut I’m gonna list the title with summaries and opinions and warning if they apply.
I’ll clean these up later but…
What I’ve watched:
get okay with being some level of burden on others, seriously
you know what’s a real burden? a person that is so scared of leaning on other people that they try to be completely self sufficient and you end up either having to help them indirectly to save their ego or they have to break down in order to receive help, both of which are so much more heavy to the person that loves them than just being leaned on casually
Playing video games is a huge part of my life and my love for it all started because of my dad. He loves them! and I used to enjoy playing it with my dad and big sis. My dad hasn’t played RPG games for a while, but recently he started playing Pokemon sword because he saw me playing and it’s pretty cute XD
This is so pure and perfect
For the love of God someone take the gay dramas away from me… I keep finding new ones to watch 😭😭😭
I saw a listing on mercari that clearly has a picture of wat from 2gether in the background on the TV and I want to message them just to comment 🤣🤣🤣 mercari isn’t tumblr though lol
Maybe it’s just because I’m Jewish but I do truly believe that life gets ten times better when you learn to complain cheerfully
I think a part of it is that it lets you acknowledge that something sucks, which is actually really good in a culture that wants us to pretend that everything is fine and we’re soldiering through all the time. Like, no, my grocery bag breaking and spilling all over the floor is not fine. I’ve had a long day and I’m really upset and on the verge of tears because I can’t handle one more thing and pretending like it’s fine only means breaking down later.
But if you let yourself complain, if you let yourself swear terribly and creatively, and you stare down at the bruised vegetables like they’ve personally disappointed you, and you make yourself smile because this is really just so, so stupid, you feel a little better. There’s a power to acknowledging that something sucks and making yourself feel better anyways. There’s a power to going “and THEN my bag broke, and it’s like—seriously? my day was bad enough” and doing it with a smile.
You shouldn’t have to pretend things are fine when they aren’t. You shouldn’t have to force yourself to smile through things that make you feel terrible. But if you can make yourself laugh by staring down at some strawberries that have decided to revolt, and give them a lecture on why they’re just terrible, really, and that makes you smile—then maybe that’s a good thing.
I cannot overstate how freeing it can be to simply say “oh fuck off” at the object that falls off your counter of its own volition after you spent 10 minutes preventing items from falling off and breaking on they other side.
OP is so right about the power of laughing at your misfortune.
Do you ever start watching something and it’s so bad that you can’t even shut it off? Like… it become about the morbid curiosity of how terrible can it get?? Yeah that’s what I’ve gotten myself into…
Side note…. are there only like 10 actors in Thailand willing to do bl dramas? And they just all take turns on who gets to be the main pair? I assume the actors are probably mostly straight but it’s also kinda weird they seem to pair up the same ways. (Though my sample size for this observations is 1 and 10 mins of another.)
There’s like 12 different kinds of tension in this image.
why is the one in the middle wearing 5 shirts
that’s why she’s being bullied
ok but they also have different versions that show each girl in the group getting bullied by the others
This is a modern work of art
I’ve seen them once labeled as “homoerotic bullying pictures” and honestly don’t know what else to call them