Oh my god
depression: kill yourself
Me: kill me yourself you coward
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Oh my god
depression: kill yourself
Me: kill me yourself you coward
having executive dysfunction, ADHD and just a complete lack of any conception of the workings and passage of time means that i consistently roll a critical fail in punctuality
me: okay so i have to be there at 9 so i’ll get up at 7, actually get up at 7:30, get off my phone and into the shower at 7:45, finish dressing at 8, stop reading my news feed and make breakfast at 8:15, clean my teeth and leave at 8:30 with 10 minutes extra time to spare if shit goes sideways. there’s no way i can possibly be late.
me, still in my pyjamas in bed, scrolling through twitter at 08:59: motherfucker i did it again
my brain with every passing second drawing towards a rapidly approaching deadline:
my last, chronically overworked, almost entirely nonfunctional brain cell: read @ 11:59 PM ✔️✔️
Love is the worst
This is me.
insp
perfection.
To all the single lover out there, like me, you don’t need a lover to relate to this song.
my lifes a lie why did I just know about this!??!?! everyone probably thought I’m so silly wearing a plastic behind my ear
I wish Broadway had a live streaming option so that I could enjoy my favorite things with my dad who is living with ALS, wheelchair bound, and unable to fly.
I would pay anything to share that with him.
I was high off my ass last night and had this dream where I was in this dense ass forest and sitting there was a tall woman. She was so tall I couldn’t see her face but she was wearing gold and I was like “uh...hi?” And she said “I made you, do you know that?” And I nodded and she was like “I hear your thoughts. Why do you hate my creation? Why do you try to destroy yourself? I made you perfect as you are. Please don’t break my heart”. Then she started crying and it flooded and I woke up with fucking heart palpitations like what does it Mean™️????
polar opposite of this post
giant salamanders look so sloppy. so moist. so jiggly.
Plormp
THEY LOOK LIKE THEY ARE VERY TIRED OF LIFE LIKE ME
Today I was rehearsing with the guitarist from the show I’m doing and I was coughing up a lung bc I’m sick and I was just kidding but I told him he needed to bring me a lemon for me to slice up and put in a cup of tea and so I show up to the show tonight to get ready and he sets down a big ass lemon on my dressing room table and then brings out like 5 boxes of Halloween Oreos and for those of you who pay attention to my posts you know what a big fucking deal that is and so long story short I now have a lemon and more Oreos than I know what to do with
update: tonight he brought me 2 lemons and a bag of cough drops. i’m running out of room in my fruit drawer in the fridge because i have so many damn lemons.
LIFE IS GIVING U LEMONS, MAKE SO LEMONADE !!!!!
okay but it wasn’t life it was a guy named howard
Update: tonight there were 3 lemons
Update: 4 lemons
Another update: I have 10 lemons and a date for Friday night
update: lemon boy carved pumpkins to ask me to be his lemon girl so lemon boy is now lemon boyfriend
update: lemon boyfriend and lemon girlfriend are very happy
update: lemon boyfriend and lemon girlfriend took a trip to the mountains this summer and decided that once they’ve graduated & are successfully pretending to be grown ups they will become lemon husband and lemon wife
This is a wholesome post
I’m not crying.
Often times effort matters so much more than the thing itself. Whatever you can do, simply trying to do it at all is often more than enough.
You don’t need money to have the richest experience like this one
AT MY AUTOPSY:
mortician: *makes the first incision*
me: *confetti comes flying out of my chest cavity with a little trumpet noise*