Wybie's Just Ranting - Tumblr Posts
my mental health is positively fucked :D
bro i told my mom i wanted to kiss some guy after i told her i was aro, and my mom is christian and believes that for sex to be decent, there needs to be emotional connection, and apparently this extends to kissing, so she said i couldn't if i don't do "the romance thing". so. thanks
hey. Let's not forget that not all aros are also ace ok? Ok.
gender affirming care is listening to the same song on repeat for three days so you can learn the dude's harmonies and sing those instead of the girl's
one time my dad and I were driving and I asked my dad for permission to say one bad word (I was 18 at the time) and he said sure so I took the opportunity and said, which I think the majority of you will agree with, and this is a direct quote; "chicken nuggets are the shit."
Boho Days by Jonathan Larson is my theme song (Andrew Garfield version obviously, I'm whipped for that man)
I fear these summer motherfuckers. Summer is when you want to peel off your skin to cool off. I'd much rather cuddle up in a blanket with my massive Russian dog and be warm intentionally than be incapable of escaping the sun
Translation: my ac is really loud and overstimulating
friendly reminder that if you listened to Eminem as a child, he has claimed you as his responsibility and therefore owes you a hug
TW: ed and food mentioned, success story not ed glorification
I'm so proud of myself. For the first time in weeks, I woke up hungry. I got myself a bowl of cereal and I ate it. I even had a little extra. When I get bad, it's damn near impossible for me to eat anything that's not tiny or just, like, random junk food? But my mom has been making me eat dinner with my family, so I've been eating some. But now, I ate a bowl and a half of cereal.
Having said that, my brain is being cruel about it, but I'm gonna take a win where I can get one.
not to be dramatic, but i think that having a circular bed could cure my depression
I’d rather be a mistake than a regret I’ve been both I don’t care for either A regret is never loved But a mistake can be loved later
I’m gonna smack you if you don’t stop
hehe nah man you're probably too short to reach
why does my dash think i'm in love with nanami kento my loyalti lies with megumi fushiguro
Artists that own my soul:
Vana Sleep Token
Fav: Clandestine/Crawling Fav: Granite/DYWTYLM
Hozier Ashnikko
Fav: Someone New/That You Are Fav: Clitoris! The Musical
Chappell Roan Matt Hansen
Fav: Naked in Manhattan Fav: Something to Remember
Maneskin Mckenna Grace
Fav: Gasoline/Coraline Fav: Casual Kisser/Checkered Vans
Anson Seabra Alan Walker
Fav: Heartbreak Souvenirs Fav: Play
sometimes i get so deep into the South Asian James(tm) headcanon that i look at fanart or face claims and i'm just like
i'm not a gay man (as far as i know) but my dash has been taken over by mlm/nblm/achillian posts and I just want to tell y'all i love you, they're so romantic and pretty
y'all look what the bitch (my best friend) sent this morning
I cried
okay but when he said "call me when you get the chance, i can feel the walls around me closing in" and when he said "and i could see it in you even then" and when he said "i guess it goes to show, does it not? that we don't know what we've got until we lose it" and when he said "your name is a sin i breathe like oxygen" and when he said "i think the vicious cycle was over the moment you smiled at me" and when he said "you make me wish i could disappear" and when he said "between the secondhand smoke and the glass on the street, you gave me nothing whatsoever but a reason to leave" and when he said "but i hope to god you don't know this feeling" and when he said-
heheheheehe he's so pretty
I started watching tell me lies purely because of Benjamin Wadsworth and I full on squealed when I saw him
@shiftingwithmars why did you do this to me. He's so. fucking. pretty. FUCK.
Camel
CW: lil blurb, fluffy, smoking themed, gn!reader, can be read as platonic or romantic, 294 words
Mattheo only buys the shittiest brands of cigarettes; cheap, addictive, gross, way too much nicotine in them. But he likes 'em, cause he gets his fix.
But when you ask him to quit, he knows he can't just stop cold turkey. And risk the withdrawals turning him into an ass? Absolutely not. Last thing he wants is to yell at you. So he tells you he'll try, and he thinks about it for a while.
He doesn't stop smoking. You notice immediately though that he's going outside more, taking more breaks, but only for about a week. Then, he's back to his normal schedule for a few weeks, if not a bit grumpy sometimes. He never snaps at you, he's just a bit tired, or that's how it seems anyway. He tells you he's working on it, he's trying real hard to quit.
But one day you're outside with him when he pulls one out, and you frown a little at the box.
"They look different," you remark, trying to place it. This package has a little camel on it, his old ones used to just be dark and strong. He looks down at them and then back at you sheepishly.
"The name-brand ones have less nicotine," he says by way of explanation, running his hand over the back of his neck. "I'm using 'em to slow down. I don't smoke more than three of these a day."
He went from a pack a day of pure nicotine to three cigarettes of the tamer stuff in only a month. Simply because you asked him to.
You lean in and kiss his cheek, a smile dancing on your lips at his surprised eyes. "I'm proud of you," you say gently.
He's never loved you more.