its baffling seeing people on here being all shocked about how other ppl didnt have sex or do drugs or drink or go to parties etc etc in high schools like. sorry i was too busy getting bullied to do all of that stuff i guess. why are you surprised that there’s losers on the cringe loser website
we’re all boring to someone, annoying to someone, ugly to someone, but it’s not that deep
i love talking to people in real life and being like “oh yeah i have instagram but i don’t really use it… i don’t have facebook or tiktok or anything like that either… idk i just don’t want to waste my life on social media, i prefer to live in the moment” and then i go home and spend 12 hours a day on tumblr
On Friendship.
LIFE HACK: if you call things beautiful then they become so . Immediately in front of your eyes
Sharon Olds, from "Known to Be Left", Stag’s Leap
Natalie Díaz, from “American Arithmetic”, Postcolonial Love Poem (2020)
Every url that reblog’s will be written in a book and shown to my homophobic dad.
An idea for a dystopian story:
The human race has made great advance in going out to space, building great monuments and spacecraft, but it’s running out of elements(the earth is dying) mostly iron, carbon, and the elements that the human bodies carry, so yeah they start using dead bodies (some people say the actually use the poor, criminals and minorities)
pjo tv show please canonize clarisse/silena bc their patrochilles parallels are the underrated best part of book 5 i am begging you i dont care if its a KYG
I’m content with the quiet things, the soft times, and the gentle moments. I’m at peace in the rain, reading on a porch as the wind so gently blows by. I’m satiated by the way the leaves rustle, and the gentle dance of the branches. I’m contented by the little pieces of time in living.