Come on Tumblr, don’t be fucking cowards
Alternatively - come on nameless intern #102, you have a chance to be the fucking funniest person on staff.
cowards
Time for manual blazing, tumblr can be a coward but they can't stop us.
I get this stupid kind of sleep problem where... I'll be actually asleep, and then my brain will decide there is a riddle that desperately needs solving by conscious thought - and so it will wake me up like "PLEASE solve this issue, you can't go back to sleep until you work it out".
But it's a nonsense garbage issue that doesn't really exist or have a solution wheuufiewjw
Last night it was like. Imagine BotW/TotK, but it's all 2D (but also 3D) and there are these distorted low-poly low-res models dotted around and you need to find them and click on them. But when you get close to them, they disappear and you move really slowly. What do you do?
nothing!! You can do nothing because this is stupid and there isn't an answer. Let. Me. Sleep
Strange that it never occured to me. There are times I've been so upset that I've stamped around while cussing, that I've lain flat on the floor and groaned for as long as I had breath, that I've ranted my frustration aloud in an unhinged monologue, that I've swung my limbs about in a fury. All until I'd vented enough to just ... resume my normal life.
And if I'd had not the privacy of my home, I'd either have had to bottle that all up ... or open it all up where the public could scrutinize my every move. It really is a privilege to not be constantly on display like that.
[ID: tweet by Lydia Kiesling @ lydiakiesling, "Housed people have the privilege of having their worst moments in private; unhoused people don't. That gives some people the mistaken impression that the person they see acting belligerent on the street is and will be that person every single moment of their life."]
I need the universe to know that I didn't stop impulsively buying lunch boxes because I got over the special interest, I simply do not have any more space for them. Let lunch boxes know I still deeply love them all <3
A few months ago my mom got our dog a really nice like $60 dog bed that Ellie just absolutely refuses to sleep in because she’d rather be in bed with my mom or on the couch. So my mom gave Josh and I the bed to see if Vincent would like it and it’s an immediate hit, he jumped in as soon as I put it down and won’t move
I’ve never seen this cat knead before and now he can’t stop!
seeby
When they first started dating, my best friend's boyfriend was like, "I just kinda feel like you two are uncomfortably close sometimes. All of my friends agree that it's really weird, and I think we need to establish some boundaries."
And I sat him down and gave him this huge speech, like, "Listen, the ability to maintain intimate, long-lasting friendships is a sign that your partner is well-adjusted! It's a little worrying that you're feeling insecure about your partner having a healthy, normal friendship."
Only for her to walk in two seconds later and say, "This drink is disgusting, you have to try it," and, instead of offering me a sip, take a huge swig and spit it directly into my mouth from like three feet away.
There's just so much going on here but I want to focus on the fact that this apparently happens so often that you saw her take a swig and instinctively opened your mouth for her to spit in it.
Who are you, OP? What is your life?
[ID: A tweet from Emily Gwen @/theemilygwen.
Did you know Disney sells lesbian flag pins? Bob Iger profits off the flag I designed for our community!
On another note, I can't afford to pay for my medication this month! Any help would be appreciated.
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the default way for things to taste is good. we know this because "tasty" means something tastes good. conversely, from the words "smelly" and "noisy" we can conclude that the default way for things to smell and sound is bad. interestingly there are no corresponding adjectives for the senses of sight and touch. the inescapable conclusion is that the most ordinary object possible is invisible and intangible, produces a hideous cacophony, smells terrible, but tastes delicious. and yet this description matches no object or phenomenon known to science or human experience. so what the fuck
this is what ancient greek philosophy is like
its zine time
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i feel like faffing about on websites actually makes me feel less lonely. and by faffing i mean like web building (if you can call it that)
can i list 'websites' as one of my hobbies?
