if i look back, i am lost
Jar Jar Binks Fan Club
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
gracie abrams
RMH
$LAYYYTER
d e v o n
titsay
sheepfilms
Aqua Utopia｜海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
oozey mess
todays bird
cherry valley forever
occasionally subtle
NASA
Cosmic Funnies
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
noise dept.
Mike Driver
Keni
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@onedirectionsstylist
people aren't even exaggerating indeed is literally like that. walmart attendant $13 an hour, target attendant $13 an hour, AI dick sucker $40 an hour, home depot attendant $13 an hour, guy who designs bullets that can only kill children $160k a year plus benefits, gas station manager $18 an hour
You never know what color pallette someone's Tumblr is till ppl are screenshotting posts and tags
do u like mine
Oh wow.
Some people on tumblr are reading ancient scrolls and you'd never know
one day yuna’s gonna land ilya a mcdonald’s sponsorship and ilya’s gonna make shane stop at the drive thru on their way to practice and make him order so ilya can hear thee shane hollander requesting The Rozanov™️ which is two bacon, egg, and cheese mcgriddles with a large black coffee and then they’ll take a selfie with the person at the counter who is stunned two hockey gods just rolled through at 8am on a random tuesday
They make these exact faces in the selfie
shane only got a coffee 😔
it’s fuck all friday btw. you need to be doing fuck all
ilya rozanov? shane hollander, i just wanted to introduce myself and burn the image of my freckles onto your retinas and shake hands twice so your hand doesn’t forget the feeling of holding mine and joke with you so you feel a bit of camaraderie with someone in this foreign place and wave goodbye penguin style so you spend the next decade trying to never let a goodbye between us be the last one :) anyway i should go they’re waiting for me!
Thoughts and prayers to my European mutuals suffering under their omega heat
please don't call it that
so long and goodnight and all that!
Chappell Roan was right. it is like a hundred ninety nine degrees
good morning to the beaten and the damned only
Me in 2006: I’m still bitter about that
Me in 2016: I’m still salty about that
Me in 2026, probably: I’m still umami about that
Well, are you?. We’re waiting.
There’s a lot to be umami about these days.
When youre a kid youre like wtf adults are making themselves sick with poisons and when youre an adult youre like i need more poisons ASAP
Of all the tags on this post this is the one that worries me most
you literally have to unironically listen to some shit like party rock anthem so you don’t kill yourself
I’ve seen you people thirst after men I wouldn’t even feed to my creature
When youre a kid youre like wtf adults are making themselves sick with poisons and when youre an adult youre like i need more poisons ASAP
Of all the tags on this post this is the one that worries me most
Mutuals every time we’re all online this is what we’re doing
Yuna and David decide to clean out their storage one summer and enlist the help of Shane and Ilya. Shane had expected to feel a sense of loss over the precious days that could have been spent alone with Ilya at the cottage, since their time off is such a limited resource, but it's hard to hang onto that feeling when every box opened brings Ilya such open delight. It doesn't matter whether it's a box of clothes from the summer Yuna spent in Tokyo in her early 20s or a box of David's hockey gear and small number of trophies and medals, that had been long since packed away while all of Shane's accomplishments from his childhood were given pride of place. Of course there is a special kind of glee that overtakes Ilya whenever a box contains things from Shane's childhood. He pours over every poorly rendered childhood drawing, reads every single letter from a former teammate who moved away when Shane was eight and became more of a pen pal, squeals over boxes full of childhood clothing, tiny striped denim overalls and white sneakers with red laces, coos over a childhood teddy that is unearthed from one of the boxes, nearly cries when a torn and ragged piece of cloth is revealed to have been Shane's security blanket that had to be brought everywhere for several years.
In the end, cleaning out Yuna and David's storage ends with them adding boxes upon boxes to their own. Ilya, whose mementos from his own childhood are so sparse and hard-won, refuses to throw out a single scrap that he deems to be of significance and Shane is simply too soft for him to insist upon it.
Shane, lying awake at the cottage realizing he can send Ilya to OTTAWA and SAVE HIS FAVORITE TEAM.
