i love being single except every few months when i want to be loved so bad that it eats me alive and makes me physically ill for two weeks but like the rest of the time im chill
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i love being single except every few months when i want to be loved so bad that it eats me alive and makes me physically ill for two weeks but like the rest of the time im chill
drawn by s.b. sowbel in the lesbian issue of women: a journal of liberation vol. 5 no. 2, 1976
you have auditory processing disorder
Do you ever eat popcorn out of the palm of your own hand with such ardent desperation that you feel like both a wild horse and the gentle schoolgirl feeding it treats to gain its affectionÂ
Hey there guys. It’s me, in 2022, commenting on this post from 2016. There’s been a lot of people on this site lately being like “oooh no don’t make viral uwu I’m so pathetic, little, and defenseless and my poor notifications can’t handle 10k reblogs” well first of all ALL of us are pathetic, little, and defenseless and secondly none of our notifications can handle 10k reblogs and thirdly I’m not a coward and I think this should have a million notes. Not because of its own merit as a post, I just think it’d be funny if when I turn 30 this year and I reflect on the greatest accomplishments of my life thus far, I have to at least consider putting “famous tumblr popcorn post” on the list
Hi there guys. It’s me, again. It is December 8, and my birthday is December 16 (and fyi I didn’t even get my birthday off from work which I’m being so brave about, just saying) and I want you all to gather round and listen to my pitch. I could tell you that I really want this, which I do but I also think it’d be really funny to NOT reach my goal and to start my thirties on the note of failure but like a really stupid kind that doesn’t matter and is very funny. I could tell you that getting this post to a million notes will benefit you in some way, but it absolutely won’t, except in the general tumblr sense of getting to participate in committing to the crowdsourced bit, which is actually the truest joy this webbed site can offer. I could even be very earnest and say something how for better or worse tumblr had a hand in defining my twenties, and even when I’ve been infuriated with parts of it, it is genuinely the only social media that doesn’t make me feel like shit and isn’t impossible for me to use, and at very hard times in my life the weird community has been a comfort, but that’s TOO EARNEST. Knock that shit off.
Instead, I offer you this: if you reblog this post with tags, like anything at all in the tags, multiple reblogs won’t be collated together meaning that you can make my notifications truly unusable. Think about that you fuckin jackals. Can you resist the urge to be both helpful and annoying as shit
sorry i slithered here from eden and am now outside your door. as if its my fault
if it sucks hit da bricks <- litany against sunk cost
take it easy but take it <- litany against burnout/apathy cycle
fuck it we ball <- litany against perfectionism
now say something beautiful and true <- litany against irony poisoning
personally I think an underutilized ship dynamic is “this is so ill-advised that we are both aware on some level that it cannot possibly end in anything but a breakup so acrimonious that we’ll spend the rest of our lives hunting each other for sport, but we have decided to keep making out with each other anyway.”
realised that i have been wrongly treating myself as if i am a small little bonsai tree who exists to live beautifully and look beautiful and must be pruned and shaped with wire and kept in the right conditions. but that isn’t what i want to live like. i want to be a very sturdy decades old forest-dwelling tree that pays no attention to its own beauty and only exists to deepen its roots into the world and feel the sun on it and grow some more and more. do you understand what i mean…
first nap you had after waking up from a coma would be a nail biter. you'd be wondering
if i had an italian boyfriend i wouldnt be posting videos like “breaking pasta in front of my italian boyfriend” “telling my italian boyfriend i hate his cooking” “psychologically torturing my italian boyfriend”. i would make videos of holding my italian boyfriends hand. watching tv with my italian boyfriend. loving and cherishing my italian boyfriend. taking the ice out of his wine. gluing his pasta back together. having crazy gay sex with my italian boyfriend. rip to those tiktok users but im different
-Franz Kafka, Letter's To Milena
We All Got That Friend Who Think They Can Outwit The Gods And Evade Their Fate
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I shall pass through this world but once, any good thing therefore I can do, or any kindness I can show to any human being, let me do it now, let me not defer it or neglect it for I shall not pass this way again.
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i have 15 years’ worth of outstanding library fines in three separate cities and it’s my hope that eventually a bounty hunter librarian will come to collect and we’ll get in a bar fight and fall in love
I also can’t rent movies in two different towns so there’s that.
I’m newly terrified by the implication that librarians aren’t people and I’ve misjudged what exactly I’m up against