nostalgic

I love you choose us I love you it's always yes with you I love you if it means losing you then no I love you earnest neil

nothing I love more than a group of dumbasses walking towards chaos while music blasts in the background AND looking cool doing it

hi everyone im still pissed we never learnt in school that shakespeare was bi and wrote the sonnets about a dude and a woc he was into

hi everyone im still pissed that we were told emily dickinson was a spinster when she spent her whole life writing love letters to a woman

hi everyone im still pissed about the fact that we never got taught any of the super super gay Greek myths. it seems impossible to think they managed to pick all the hetero myths when Greece was just THAT gay but guess what? they did.

hi everyone virginia woolf was also bi im still pissed that so much of literature is queer and has queer coding within it that deserves to be analysed through that lens in the same way that we don’t ignore the gender of an author, but sexuality is never mentioned in highschool literature classes

hi everyone i’m still pissed that we were never taught that da vinci was gay af and that the ideal the western world has of jesus (white, long straight brown hair) was based on one of his male lovers

hi everyone i’m still pissed that we were told sir isaac newton died a virgin when he had multiple boyfriends over the course of his life one of whom he wrote passionate love letters too and lived with

hi everyone i’m still pissed that we never learned about Tesla in high school and how he was asexual aromantic af, also that it was him who invented the lightbulb and not that shitbag of an Edison

Hi everyone I’m still pissed that this post never came up on my dash earlier so I could tell more people about it

Andrew Minyard core

Book names + authors under the cut

i miss when bots had urls like "jenny0047194" or "s8znmia802ng". i just blocked one with the url "evilpond" and i think it is really fucked up that they are able to take these wonderful urls away from all of the real people who might want them

and then it’s like oh well it wasn’t meant to be mine

love how tumblr staff has time to censor words like “paint mixing” and “my face” and yet they can’t get rid of ssexsophie8127 thats been liking my posts from 2017

fuck you

i won

i’m so upset

I just realized that the reason ghosts say Boo! is because it’s a latin verb

they’re literally saying ‘I alarm/I am alarming/I do alarm!!

I can’t

present active boō, present infinitive boāre, perfect active boāvī, supine boātum

Recte!

if it comes from the latin word, they’re actually saying “I’M YELLING!” which is even cuter

do they speak latin because it’s a dead language

get out

This is exactly the kind of content I come here for like I want to print this out, frame it and put it on my wall.

remember when neil convinced kevin to out wymack as his dad because the press “won’t care half as much about my father when they find out who yours is” like UHM neil honey im pretty sure the press is going to be FAR more interested in your mob boss serial killer dad that just tried to murder you than the fact that kevin day is the son of an exy coach 

#neil just fundamentally doesnt understand that for some people ball is not life  #and i love that about him

@whatmack im gonna fucking lose it at your tags

I am making a haiku to catch the haiku bot I love you dude

I am making a

haiku to catch the haiku

bot I love you dude

Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.

if i had academic validation it would've been fine to have spiraling mental health

Once more for those in the back.

reblog this if you care about my silly little posts

tell me im not the only one who jammed to the *amul doodh peeta hai india* ad??????

Aage aage badhta hai india amul. doodh.peeta. hai india ~~

when exactly is uptown funk gon give it to me?

saturday night when you’re in the spot did you not hear bruno

I don’t believe you.

just watch

man’s like what the fuck am i doing here

I hope that I'm not just a mutual to you, but also a blurred recollection of an icon and an entrely misremembered url