I Wish You All The Best - Tumblr Posts
friendly reminder: suffering is not a competition.
I have a Tumblr sideblog addiction. đź‘€
i was sooo obsessed with this book back in like 2021 (a page of it is still my home page on my old phone) i loved it so much, and then i read The Feeling of Falling in Love (also by Mason Deaver) and fucking hated it and haven't picked the book back up since. i really want to reread it because i remember loving it so much but omg TFoFiL totally ruined it for me
Basil reviews I Wish You All The Best by Mason Deaver
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still maintain that the fact that i was gay was ruefully obvious with this set up
Basil reviews I Wish You All The Best by Mason Deaver
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Please understand that I don't do this but Butters needs to be taken in ASAP and prices could get up to $1900+, we don't have that sort of money right now and taking out loans isn't really much of an option. I can't offer commissions because I'm STILL trying to get back into drawing, maybe I can offer icons though it'll take time? I don't know. But if you could Donate, even if it's just a little, I'd appreciate it.
If not to help me save my baby boy, at least to make sure he doesn't suffer considering how the steps of passing away from a bladder blockage can go.
I'm so sorry to ask this but he's one of the few things that mean the world to me along with my other two cats and my boyfriend, and I would be eternally grateful if you could either help or spread this around.
Help this little lad get the care he needs, please.
Hey guys. Hakira here. Just a rant below the cut, read if you want. Or don’t. I don’t care.
I usually don’t vent on this blog. It’s mostly full of crack, shits and giggles, which is why you probably weren’t expecting this kind of post. But I just need to explain something in case I suddenly stop posting one day. (I know you guys probably don’t care; in fact, most of y’all probs won’t see this, but I needed to post this anyways. Sorry.) It’s kinda depressing so feel free to keep scrolling now that you know that.
So, I’m at a really shitty point in my life. It feels like everyone’s against me, like I’ve got almost nobody supporting me, and I feel like I’m hated by everyone I’ve ever looked up to. I know, sooo original. Well, it’s deeper than that.
I’m still living with my parents (somehow), but it’s always been pretty toxic ever since I was a kid. As the youngest, I can guarantee that the “youngest sibling is the favorite child, oldest gets all the work” stereotype is complete bullshit. I was told to do some things that kids that age shouldn’t have had to do. At just 6-7 years old, I was forced to take heavy bags & boxes (and I mean 40-50 pounds each) of my dad’s old shit down to the curb and wait there until they got picked up by his friend (“to make sure it didn’t get blown away” or something like that) in the middle of a fucking snowstorm, with temps below -10 degrees Fahrenheit [around -23 degrees Celsius]. Almost lost my fingers from that. They made me set out & pack up most things for a family campout on my own when I wasn’t even staying at the campsite; I was staying home with a mean, nicotine-addicted (took out a cigarette the moment my parents pulled out of the driveway; refused to stop smoking even though the smoke was making my 8-year-old body nauseous) babysitter because I had a B- in one of my classes. I know this doesn’t sound that bad, but the problem is that I wasn’t even 10 when these things were happening. It’s not really anything too serious, but I was still basically ripped out of my childhood way too early. But, enough about my childhood; now my present life. I’ve relied on my friends for comfort for most of my life because of my dysfunctional home. Recently, though, my friends have become more distant and toxic. Spreading rumors, talking shit, leaving me out, and pulling pranks that go too far (like ruining the outfit I worked so hard to make the day before my band concert). I’ve only got three friends I trust; however, 2 of them I hardly talk to anymore (not because anything happened, we’ve just got different things going on in our lives). So, there’s only one real friend who’s always stuck with me. However, there’s nothing he can do about my family at home. As I said earlier, my family’s always been toxic and dysfunctional. It should have gotten better over the years, but no. It’s gotten worse. They’ve cussed me out, threatened me, and recently, I’ve even been a victim to some domestic violence. I talked to the cops about it, and to a lady from the state who deals with these kinds of things. However, since there were no visible marks and no proof of it, they couldn’t log it as abuse because they can’t just go off of what is said; they need some hard evidence to actually do anything. So, since I don’t have the money to move out of my parent’s house, I had to watch my only hope at escaping this mental and verbal (and now some physical) abuse quite literally walk out the door. I’ve been having suicidal thoughts and self-harm urges for the longest time. And, I’m ashamed to admit it because I’ve talked so many people out of it irl, but recently I have been self-harming. Thing is, while I had helped so many other people, nobody ever helped me through these dark times in my life. In fact, some people (who I helped through their trauma) literally told me to self-harm and to just kill myself when I tried venting to them. I just can’t deal with this shit anymore. I’ve tried and I’ve tried, but I can’t see the “bright side” anymore. There is no more “bright side” for me. I’m on the edge right now, literally. But I’ve got you guys to thank for getting me this far. Thank you so much for being here for me, even though I don’t usually vent, and you guys didn’t know what I’ve been going through up until now, so you weren’t actively trying to support me. Even so, thanks for appreciating me and not treating me like I’m more worthless than a dead plant. I love you all, and I hope you guys have great lives. So, if I change my mind, then I’ll see you guys later. If not…well, don’t mourn me, I’ll be in a better place. So long, guys. also im gonna give this a few days in case things get better (though let’s be honest, they’re probably not gonna) so don’t miss me just yet. If I’m gone for like, over a week, then you can assume I finally freed myself from this hell
shoutout to my mutuals, you guys are awesome and were great help to me (im not gonna pin you so you don’t feel obliged to read/reply to my dumb rant): dumb-mc-sheep cldhart08 acronym49 cricketproofreads im-an-angy-alpaca trash-opposum
And special shoutouts to my two fav mutuals (sorry other moots) @family-disappointment and @avatarofstars! You two were some of the greatest motivators for me to keep going. I’m sorry that your efforts (while unintentional) probably weren’t enough this time. I love you both and wish you both the best lives you can have! (And sorry for bothering you with the tag, just wanted you to see this last little note to you both💜)
This is Hakira, signing out.
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Hello all!
If anyone has been following my blog for a while, you’d know that Gun Metal and Daisies is coming to a close on my Wattpad and that I’m now slowly (very slowly) adding the chapters onto Tumblr!
However, in the meantime of preparing for my next book, I’d like to announce that all requests are open and just my general ask box- or if you want something a bit more private for just a conversation then I won’t complain if I got a message, I’m happy to say that I’m certainly free for all!
Shit’s weird at the moment, and I understand that we’re all just confused and a bit scared, so don’t be shy! Even if it’s not even fanfic related or even blog related, I’ll lend an ear and you can rant about trivial things or the cosmos, and everything in between!
Hell, you don’t have to do anything, but for the sake of it all, just don’t bottle shit up- and I know that’s rich coming from a tumblr gremlin with an anxious disposition and several ilnesses, but I just ask that you take a moment to realise that you don’t have to internalise it all.
I really hope you’re all doing okay, and if you’re not, then my messages and ask box is always open 💕.
I wish you the best.
Thanks for the love!
HAPPY NEW 2024 YEAR, MY DEAR FRIENDS!🌟🎄
I recently started reading Loving Reaper by Jenny Jinya on webtoon, and I must say it is a masterpiece. The art and dialogs are amazing, everything about it is compelling.
It is a very sad yet beautiful story that portrays a kind Death and realistic Life (I never thought I'd say this but Life is beautiful and Death is such a sweetpie, I wanna hug him, which is probably a bad idea but I just love their characters that much), the comic serves as a wake up call that hits you right across the face and yet it's difficult to stop reading.
It is realistic, bittersweet if you will, it doesn't sugarcoat the horrors animals suffer thanks to humans.
Now obviously not all humans are bad, but most of us are ignorant, some willingly ignorant, that is a privilege.
While not all are guilty, we are all resposible, so please help raise awareness. Most people don't have the resources to care properly for pets of our own (including me), but we can help in other ways, volunteering, danating (food, money, toys), fundraising, and even angaging with shelters in media and sharing so other people can help.
By the end of each chapter of Loving Reaper there is information about what inspired them, sometimes links to online sites to provide help.
https://www.webtoons.com/en/canvas/loving-reaper/list?title_no=353275
Yeah so my workplace has decided to completely screw me over in terms of my start date vs. the cutoff of their pay periods, which means rn I'm seriously looking at not seeing a paycheck until the end of July and therefore having to scrape up the full amount for rent, transport and food elsewhere.
So here I am, opening this back up.
Everyone so far has been wonderful and if anyone is able and willing to help with this second push, please please do.