a mean wife who hates you >>>
Going from being an introverted lurker on reddit to trying to post my own stuff here is so wild. I keep typing out a post, deleting it, then retyping because I think it's not good enough but then I look at other posts and why am I so worried?
It's like I'm at a fancy Italian restaurant and keep glancing around the room to see which hand people use to pick up the forks. But then I realize that everyone is shoveling spaghetti into their mouths using their bare hands and I'm like ah okay so I'm clearly overthinking this
This restaurant is absolute chaos and I'm giving it 5 stars
Everyone keeps saying she looks like Luz but unfortunately I'm not normal
Boromir of Gondor, by AZED.
“…and long have I wandered by roads forgotten, seeking the house of Elrond, of which many had heard, but few knew where it lay.”
My dear friend said 'would you like to see a video of a butch and masc woman' and I said sure and he sent me a video with femme alt girls I am going to kill him actually
The one with short hair
if I ever get 100k followers on here I feel like I’m legally obligated to buy tumblr shoelaces
uh oh
oh really? do tell
fuck
I’m on the phone with joe
Who's Joe?
some idiot whos about to get his shoelaces stolen
Girls just being girls!
Every time I see this I watch the whole thing and I just love it a lot so I’m finally reblogging
✅ tortured by Voices
✅ cursed by god
✅ small waist
✅ criminal record
✅ died once
Diagnosis: babygirl
I liked this post, scrolled for like another minute before I went “SHIT FUCK SHIT” and scrolled back to reblog it
I always reblog this one when I see it on my dash. When someone posts their own art, writing, or music here they are really hoping you will share it.
10am is a normal time to wake up and 9am is early. and other unemployable statements.
fuck i completely forgot i need to curl up on my couch and scroll my phone for six hours. can we reschedule
woke up to my neighbor screaming “louder please, alexa!” and now ring of fire by johnny cash is positively Blasting through the morning air
SING, MY ANGEL OF MUSIC
honestly really sexy of tumblr to keep follower numbers private. how many people are following me? you'll never know unless I tell you. maybe it's a million, or a thousand, or five, or maybe it's just you. maybe you're the only one here, all by yourself, unable to see if there's anyone standing next to you.
and you'd never know, because status here is based on opinion and not numbers; how popular you think someone is is a vibes-only calculation, and besides the chronological algorithms-optional feed, it's genuinely the best thing tumblr's ever done.
every other social media site: here's how many followers this person has
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