its so shiddy when u have to convince yourself to do your hobbies. like, its fun, you like it, why cant you just do it. do it. do it. but what if.... mindless media consumption instead....
TIL about thr Green Cock Incident
This is the funniest thing I’ve seen about the whole Musk Twitter Event because imagine being so bad that John Green, the man who was famously run off Tumblr by literal maniacs editing his post to a serenade to cocks in the Green Cock Incident, considers Twitter to be The Worst Site, ie worse than Tumblr. Insane
Tali is my spirit animal
Today I shut my cat in the fridge.
Okay, so here’s the deal. Tali loves the fridge. I don’t know why, but every single time we open it, she bolts for it and jumps in. She crawls into the back of the fridge and nestles int the smallest little corner she can. Now naturally, my biggest fear has been that I’ll close the fridge without knowing she’s in there. And of course, today I went to go grab my Brita filter to pour myself some water. I wasn’t really watching the fridge, and I just opened and closed it really quickly to put the Brita back while I was looking somewhere else. And then I looked around and realized that Tali had been in the kitchen, and now she was nowhere in sight. So immediately, I throw open the fridge door, and there is is, hanging out in the back, content as can be.
Stupid, I believe is the correct answer
If I punch myself in the face and it hurts, am I strong or weak?
I wanna see how many musicians are on tumblr!
What if when we were born we were each assigned a Wikipedia page like a social security number would that be fucked up or what
Tumblr folk are so patient with each other. I don’t remember why I followed half of you people and every day I scroll past Discourse from someone who’s moved fandoms ranting about some show I’ve never heard of in incomprehensible shorthand like “WC/YT shippers from ZZNMHP just don’t understand why Jyrra of the North couldn’t retrieve the Aggro Crag from the MalignaSwamp” completely untagged and I’m just like
Don't you love that feeling when you fail the first the test of the semester in class and you spend the rest of the day with horrible anxiety because you either drop the class or take a blow to your gpa and so can't focus on the 3 assignments you needed to do and you finally calm yourself down and convince yourself it's not actually a big deal and you don't need to worry about and so when you're talking to your mom later that day when you're driving around you bring it up casually and she starts freaking out on you, saying you need at least 15 hours even though there is literally no requirement saying you need 15 hours and then you start crying and she's like "why are you crying" and you try to explain how anxious and streesed you've been literally the entire day and you were just hoping for her to say it was fine if you needed to lessen your workload except you can't because you're crying and can't talk and then she's still aggravated because it was a misunderstanding and she thought you were being lazy because you were acting like it wasn't a big deal, and then you get to where you were driving and she starts talking to her friend and you're trying to casually look away from them so they can't see your face and your mom's like "oh go say hi" even though you're literally crying and you have to be polite and say hi even though you are actually fucking crying and
Yeah isn't that just the greatest feeling ever
WARNING, IMPORTANT:
DO NOT DRINK 2 CUPS WITH 4 PACKS OF SUGAR ON A COMPLETELY EMPTY STOMACH. I THINK I'M VIBRATING. I MIGHT BECOME THE FLASH.
Sometimes I like to think of myself as a Reasonable Adult who makes Reasonable Adult Decisions.
And then sometimes Amazon marketing figures out that I’m pretending
No in between. Reblog if you vote pleas