#fucking life Tumblr posts

  • Hello ppl :) i’ll be not posting for a while due to the orientation of our online class. But i promise you all that i’ll post more of suna contents when im done :)

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    I hate life :)

    #fucking online class #i hate this it makes my life even harder #fucking life
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  • Me: Mom, you know when my aunt mocked me and..

    Mom: NO SHE DIDN’T I WAS THERE

    Me: i mean the way she talked where i-

    Mom: NO I WAS THERE SHE DIDN’T YOU JUST HATE EVERYONE

    #fucking life #and you wonder why i don’t discuss thing with with my overreacting mom #middle east problems #lebanon #just because she is your sister doesn’t mean she is a good person for me
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  • I’m drunk. Temporarily disillusioned with life, and in the middle of removing the caulk from my shower. Can you feel my pain?

    #fucking life #first world problems
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  • this is america. guns in my area. i keep a strap. i gotta carry’em.

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  • I wish I was asleep I’m so fucking tired

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  • I just want to be around my friends again and do things I’m interested in and I don’t want to have to stay in this house forever

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  • I just want the fucking pandemic to be over so I can go back to uni and forget about all this shit

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  • Fuck my sister who snitched on me (drinking monsters). My mom always make me feel shitty after she finds out that i did something unhealthy. On top of that my sister started playing the victim that i have a problem with her snitching on me. Like bitch i’m gonna get sreamed at not u.

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  • I woke up crying today… I’m so broken by life… it hurts

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    And they just won’t go away.

    #anne with an e #anne of green gables #Worst memories#life#fucking life #fuck this life
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  • Imagine, if you will, a pair of mourning doves.  No more or less feckless than the rest of the species, but perhaps slightly more persistent than some.

    Imagine, if you will, a pair of mourning doves bound and determined to build a nest on the scant few inches afforded by an electrical box.  So bound and determined, in fact, that every time the twigs and grass and bits of trash they collect to keep their hypothetical eggs from rolling away succumb to gravity and the shuffling of little dove feet and fall off, they simply pile replacements in the same spot.

    Imagine, if you will, the growing pile of fucking kindling accumulating around an aging house’s breaker box.

    Since this is, of course, not the sort of thing anyone wants a pair of small birds doing to their house, a curtain of bird netting was drawn across the aforementioned electrical box, cutting off their access.  A small amount of research revealed that doves can be persuaded to nest in hanging baskets as an alternative to, for instance, arson.

    A hanging basket was duly procured and mounted near the electrical box, and just as duly ignored by the doves in question.

    This was years ago.  The little idiots have spent a few seasons since sneaking nests onto the motor housings of outdoor ceiling fans.  They’ve spent just as many seasons being shooed away before they got more than a few twigs in, to nest wherever else their little dove hearts led them.  On one memorable occasion, the failure to shoo them away led to me spending fifteen minutes catching a fledgling and returning it to the nest only to learn later that day that doves get away with their garbage nest construction by having the fledglings leave it before they can fly*, and all I was doing was wasting my time annoying a bird.

    Until this year, which is when I said to myself, “What better time to say ‘fuck everything’ and see what really happens when you put tomatoes in hanging baskets?” and put a pair of cherry tomato plants in the long-unused hanging baskets.

    What happens, it turns out, is that the tomatoes triple in size, behave themselves fairly well, produce quite a few blossoms, and then the most promising one is colonized by doves.

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    The face of inconvenience

    What my earlier research failed to reveal is that doves are primarily drawn to a site not by suitable nesting platforms, but by the level of inconvenience their occupation poses.  All the years the baskets were available, they meant nothing so long as they were earmarked for dove use only.  Now that I want the baskets for something, there can be no more beautiful spot to raise their next round of incomprehensible offspring.

    RIP, tomato plant.  I hardly knew ye.

    *They find secure hiding spots on the ground, and the parents care for them there until they can fend for themselves.

    #life#fucking life#birds #what even are they? #we just don't know
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  • My parsley is full of black swallowtail caterpillars.  They’re tiny and kind of gross-looking right now, but soon they will be big and dumb and brightly-colored, and if you poke them they will be very dramatic about it.

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  • I’m this close 👌🏻to lose my shit and drink a whole vodka bottle on my own while cursing the entire world and my life in my garden alone at 2:00 in the morning

    #aloysetalkingshit#fucking tired#fucking life #i need a drink #i need a joint #just end my suffering #my house is a living hell #evening
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  • “Why isn’t this planter full of plants that eagerly and aggressively resow showing any new signs of life?” I ask myself, as I pick weevils from the thriving mature plants and slam-dunk them right in a bucket full of soapy water. “What am I doing wrong?  Do I need to fertilize?  Rake up the soil more aggressively once flowers start to fade?”

    Two hours later I go to take the trash out and hear a guilty-sounding whirr-coo from the planter in question.  Two mourning doves freeze and stare at me like maybe if they don’t move, I won’t figure out who’s been eating all the damn seeds.

    I look from them to the two adjacent planters full to overflowing with a type of small sunflower with seeds perfect for dove ingestion.  They pretend they don’t know the sunflowers are there.

    #life#fucking life#gardening #mourning doves are nature's perfect idiots and will never change
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  • I was kissing in my dream, I swear to god, I wanna go back

    #fucking life #best dream in weeks #especially because I saw a loved one back
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  • After many nights filled with nightmares I finally had a nice dream but… It was too nice? I was loved, I felt loved and everything was sweet and then I wake up and that’s all gone and I hate reality so I honestly don’t know if I was better off having nightmares or stress dreams were I couldn’t move or all my teeth fell. After both I feel like shit when waking up but even if I’m stressed as fuck I still have teeth, you know?

    #;diary#;dreams #im so mad now #fucking life #i guess the weird dreams were the best ones
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  • YOp cada día de mi vida fingiendo que no me quiero morir cuando en realidad ya estoy muerta :):

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