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@mistakenboy
I miss getting crushes on people I miss the temporary brain damage that comes with it
Don't get sucked into the "if they really cared I wouldn't have to say something" spiral. No matter how close you are with someone, it's unfair to expect them to know things you haven't actually communicated.
I know it might be bc I mostly just follow cat blogs but I think tumblr's so cozy, twitter's like being in a crowd while people are screaming and throwing bricks :( and then there's no tagging system so goodbye everything you have ever loved
YEAH twitter in terms of art very much feels like.....once something is off your immediate timeline its vanished into the mists. its gone forever - which makes it a shame as many of my friends need to keep it simply for networking and getting noticed, as it feels like EVERYBODY has an account on there on the OTHER hand its sheer mass makes it extremely useful for dispersing information very quickly ( and all the positives and negatives that come with THAT ) - its very overwhelming ! tumblr feels like ive invited everyone in my basement to look at rocks ive found anyway you look up from reading this and im wearing this hat
i want to look like THIS
I have one brain cell and it represents love
Fuck the queue function. I’m hitting y’all with four straight hours of whirlwind shitposting followed by eight days of radio silence.
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my mum knew i was sad so she went out and when she came back inside she called me up to her room and showed me this
Cy Twombly. Untitled No. 4 of the series: Carnations, 1989