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do me a favor and reblog this and put in the tags what time it is for you and what you're currently doing/thinking about
“let’s run away together” trope fucks me up bc it’s almost always doomed. but what if it’s not this time.
i love this post. literally buttfeed shut hell up
Reblog and put your Mitch McConnell theories in the tags (is he alive, dead, etc.).
I miss New York so so so sosososo much
recently saw a comment section full of people, primarily women, talking about loving living with their best friend and being sad about having to live separately one day. some people talking about missing living with their best friend, some talking about “getting” to live with their best friend “until” they find partners. saw one person mention that moving out to move in with a partner felt like a divorce. it makes me so genuinely sad… all these people recognizing the joy they can find living outside the norm, letting themself live with a friend instead of a romantic partner, but still feeling like they have to live with a spouse eventually. like it’s not even a decision, just an inevitability.
similarly, it makes me sad when someone shares their happiness from living with a friend with others and the biggest response is people insisting/assuming they must have a secret unrecognized romantic connection. just taking over a moment of joy to insist they’re wrong about their own life and feelings; all to reinforce the lifestyle everyone is already expected to conform to eventually…
Pulitzer Prize type shit
Why's this dude built like crash bandicoot
Everything about this damn post is so funny to me. The lighting of the arm from the flash. The posing of the arm like a dramatic death from a novella. The fact the photo somehow got taken still and looks this good. The subreddit name. The fact this guy really is built like crash bandicoot
not even my personal tumblr that I’ve had since I was 17 is a safe space anymore. I want people off of my blog and I want to be left ALONE to reblog my stupid memes and talk about my own life in PEACE
Phenomenal spare wheel cover I walked past the other day
bad media will piss you off good media will heal your soul bad media that couldve been good will ruin your life forever
Someone WILL try to pay with cash or check at this register
It is so ridiculously easy to gain a reputation for being competent by just reading signs.
This is not metaphorical. I mean actual, literal pieces of paper/plastic/metal/whatever explicitly erected to inform the public.
“How did you know this was the right trail?” I read the sign.
“Wow, how did you know what that flower is?” There’s a SIGN.
“How did you know we needed to use the side door?” THERE IS A SIGN POSTED ON THE FRONT DOOR.
Just…why are we having such different experiences of the world? People can read. I KNOW they can read. There’s nothing wrong with their vision.
Just. READ. THE. GOD. DAMN. SIGN.
This also applies to:
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Instructions
In another universe?
More utdr musings from the past few days