I haven’t been on tumblr for quite as long as a lot of people but over several years I’ve noticed this interesting gradual sorta,, shift in the general culture? that it went from this mostly depressed, nihilistic outlook where people would regularly joke about hating themselves and being hopeless and depressed, to a wave of vehemence of “STOP hating everything actually the world is Good and you deserve love!!!” type posts, to now, where those aggressive ‘PSAs’ have faded away and instead I regularly see people romanticizing simple things like stars and hot tea and rainy mornings, and waxing poetic about their friends, and just trying to put love out there. and I don’t know exactly what that means (someone who knows more than me could probably say something smart about generational expression and trauma or popular perception of mental health and whatnot), but I do know that it makes my heart very full to see people learn to love the world and themselves by extension, and a whole userbase adopting healthier coping mechanisms, and therefore teaching the younger users to do so as well. I might just be following different people, but I really do think we’ve grown. everyone has grown. five years ago it wasn’t unusual for the next post on my dash to be a scathing commentary on why nothing matters or an anon ripping into someone they barely knew or someone complaining about how pathetic their interests are. now I have mutuals who get excited and spam reblog art of cows and friends I see tagging each other in pictures of frogs and strangers writing paragraphs about how much I matter. it makes me happy. idk. just an observation I wanted to make. I think people are good and everyone’s just trying their best at the end of the day

I take it all back everyone on this site is toxic

(voice of a guy whos really going through it right now) i should relisten to taz balance

the fact that no one can actually vote on this not even me is really funny actually. to purgatory you go little shit

Listen to me. Listen to me. Listen to me. Listen to me.

I know there is a lot of discourse (tm) around this right now but listen to me

sometimes you do just have to lie to children.

If, when my toddler is, you know, toddling around saying “mama? Big ball?”

If I were lean down and say “unfortunately the big beach ball for some reason fills you with such an unadulterated rage that is beyond human comprehension that you scream until you pass out, so mama had to remove the beach ball from the premises until you can better regulate your emotions” she would simply stare at me like I had 3 heads full of equal betrayal.

So, for now, instead “big ball went night night!”

Please understand when I say “removed the ball from the premises” I mean I popped it in a fit of exhausted confusion. I murdered the beach ball.

See I’ve lied to you all too and it was better this way.

you can’t just leave this in the tags etc.

You can’t be funnier then me on my own posts, I’m in tears from laughter

Rats vs Mice

(To be clear, this is not an anti-mouse post. Small cute animals should be allowed to be a little fucked up.)

Bitches be like ‘I’m so tired and sleepy’ and then stay up doing hyperfixtation shit for the next 5 hours

maybe tumblr isnt for me

how do you guys feel about my lock screen

OP do you take constructive criticism?

there is nothing to criticize here

Who the hell organize apps by color

Mind your business

This weird-ass documentary is free on YouTube and you should watch it if you want to see a seemingly earnest educational film make some of the most consistently bizarre directing choices you’ve ever seen.

that dive in the stock price yesterday matches up exactly with the fake tweet from a verified account claiming their insulin would now be free

Civic. Civic. Civic civic civic civic civic civic

Oh no

This typo is going to destroy my marriage

#this had to be done

Curiosity

YOUR GOVERNMENT AND YOUR CHURCHES KILLED NATIVE CHILDREN

YOU ARE NOT PRO LIFE

maintaining friendships as an adult be like

i dont bite people anymore. but i did as a child cos i thought i was a werepuppy. also i was still mormon so i would go into the school bathroom at 11:11 everyday (not a mormon thing i was just obsessed with witches n pretended i was one in 5th grade) and pray that god would turn me into a little dog so i could stop going to school. and i was always like "if you don't turn me into a little dog i will STOP BELIEVING IN YOU" and he didn't so i did.

i think i even complained to my mom like "you said god will always answer my prayers but he hasn't turned me into a dog yet so??? bullshit" and she was like "oh honey 😊 god🌞 works in ✨mysterious✨ ways, and He🌞 knows whats best for you...turning you into a dog🐕 isnt the path🛣️ He🌞 has set for you🙏😚" and i was like. well that sucks i hate him

anyway im into petplay now