For the sake of my own mental health I’m turning off anons for a bit. You’re still welcome to message me from your tumblr account, and I will continue to respond if I have something to say, but the pessimism and cynicism are just really not good for me. I created this tumblr when I was in grad school as a place to come for some escapism when I was stressed. But now it feels like a burden rather than relief. So for now this is my compromise rather than ignoring the inbox completely.
While rummaging through a box he found in the attic, England uncovers some old photos, along with old memories.
(These took so long to make, I hope you guys like them! I was trying to put subtle stuff in the photos to try and tell a story, I’ve never done it before so it was good practice! I might end up writing something for this if I decide to stop being lazy.)
i love watching the show my cat from hell because 9/10 times it usually features a heterosexual couple fighting over their hellion cat with one partner (usually the guy) saying “i cant stand this cat it needs to leave” while the girl is just like “no we can figure something out” and when jackson galaxy asks them if they would call it quits over the cat the guy is just like “ofc not she would always choose me over the cat” but if you zoom in on the girls face when he says that you know,,,,,you know,,,,,who will be leaving,,,,,,,,that house first