Avengers: Infinity War (2018)
controversial topics should be stuff like “is cloning good” or “should we fuck aliens” and not whether people deserve to be poor or deserve healthcare
“You know, ever since I first met him, I always thought, ‘Man, I hope I don’t mess this up.’ Because that’s what I do. I mess things up. But you know what I never thought? I never thought ‘I hope this doesn’t mess me up’.”
— Unknown (via winterkristall)
“It’s truly breaking your heart, isn’t it?” she said. “When someone leaves, and you can’t do anything about it. When you desperately want to have them back in your life, yet all you could ever do is to wait for them to turn around and be in your life again. And when they don’t, the world seems to fall down. Suddenly, everything doesn’t make sense anymore.”
I want my Angel back //ma.c.a
I felt contractions last night that were pretty painful in the beginning and noticed I had blood. So I made the decision to go into the emergency after the on call doctor said that's the only thing she can advise.
So we get to the labor and delivery wing of the hospital and the two nurses sitting at the desk started laughing at me. "This is your first baby? And you're a month away from your due date?? And you think you're contracting? Hahaha! Okay, let's get you set up in a room."
I had to go through my entire life history of hospital visits, including the losses we have had, and I think maybe then the nurse stopped laughing at me. But when she asked if I had any history of psychiatric problems such as depression, I mentioned my old primary care at Beaumont put me on a medication over two years ago for depression, anxiety, PTSD and OCD. She questioned what I could have possibly had PTSD and OCD from, which I could only reply, "miscarriages."
She then left the room and went back to the desk, but kept the room door open. Her and the other nurse started talking about the contractions I was having, but how the baby is doing just fine. But I WAS having contractions. Because when you have polyhydramnios, you have preterm contractions.. but apparently that's something to laugh about and not take seriously.
It made me feel like absolute shit that I am so worried about our son, and how I have to completely trust these asshole nurses who laugh at me because I don't 'know' what a contraction really feels like, even though the NST shows I'm having them. Whatever. False alarm is better than preterm labor I guess. I just dont appreciate being laughed at and talked down to when I'm going through an emotional crisis inside.
controversial topics should be stuff like “is cloning good” or “should we fuck aliens” and not whether people deserve to be poor or deserve healthcare
“You know, ever since I first met him, I always thought, ‘Man, I hope I don’t mess this up.’ Because that’s what I do. I mess things up. But you know what I never thought? I never thought ‘I hope this doesn’t mess me up’.”
— Unknown (via winterkristall)
“It’s truly breaking your heart, isn’t it?” she said. “When someone leaves, and you can’t do anything about it. When you desperately want to have them back in your life, yet all you could ever do is to wait for them to turn around and be in your life again. And when they don’t, the world seems to fall down. Suddenly, everything doesn’t make sense anymore.”
I want my Angel back //ma.c.a
nochillrogers
They literally look like one big happy family in this photo, I can’t even
fun fact: Michael Cera asked Rihanna if he could slap her ass for real and she said “you can slap my ass for real if I can slap you in the face for real” and he was like alright. and they did the take like 3 times and Michael was like “you’re not hitting me hard enough do it for real” and then she slapped the fuck out of him and threw off his equilibrium so much he had to go lay down in his trailer for like half an hour lmao and that’s the take they used in the movie with no added sound effects
*crushes my emotions with my bare hands* as I was saying,
“But I must admit I miss you quite terribly. The world is too quiet without you nearby. I go to bed early and rise late and feel as if I have hardly slept.”
— Lemony Snicket, The Beatrice Letters
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It's sad to feel so alone when you're with someone. Its upsetting to think we have been together for five years, and I barely know you. But in reality, I probably know all I need to.
I guess I let my expectations outweigh the reality of things, but I pictured this all differently. I thought we would do more together. I figured we would be able to express ourselves more, maybe even talk more.
It seems like whenever I want to open up more, you're even more closed off than before. You are not interested in getting to know me. You aren't even interested to hear about my day.
I am one to always want growth. Staying stagnant isn't even something I would consider. Yet, we havent grown together at all. It seems like I'm the one doing all the growth and personal development.
You aren't interested in marriage counseling. You aren't interested in reading articles about having happy, fulfilling relationships. You could care less about dating your wife. It's just like I'm here because you cant be alone. But I feel more alone with you than I have ever felt. That's just sad.
All we ever do is bicker about what money is being spent, and on what. We fight about how things should be done in the household. We cant even do chores together without wanting to pull our own hair out.
I looked forward to the day we would be parents, but I forgot that you never really wanted this. You are happy with a bachelor life, and I am the one tying you down. You have all of these dreams and ambitions, for yourself, and I dont see myself or our child in your plans. If I can imagine it, we are like a ball and chain attached to your ankle, holding you back.
It's sad that we have come to this. That I cry myself to sleep during the day and night. That all I can think about is how better your life would be without me. Without all of these obligations.
All I want is financial freedom. I want to be able to buy things that inspire my creative side. I want to be able to buy plants to build a garden. I want books. I want experiences and adventure. I want to be able to spend money on the things I want. That's what it's for, after all.
Instead, anytime I spend any amount of money, whether it's on something I like or necessities, I get bitched at like I'm a fucking child. Apparently the one who makes the most money in a relationship, is the only one who is allowed to spend the money.