You Bought A Cheap Mirror From An Antique Store, Not Knowing It Was Enchanted. The Mirror Shows The Reflection

Glad to bring new posts to the feeding grounds for my (checks stats) 7- no we’re back down to 6-, 6 whole followers!!

"There's millions of Tumblr users" to you. To me There's only about 12 and we all reblog the same five posts from each other

Sam and Dean Winchester Space AU

AU where Anakin and Owen are actually brothers like we deserved in the films. Nothing about the plot changes it just makes everything like 20% sadder. (Plus space wizard farmer family shenanigans).

I honestly believe half-brother Owen could give Anakin enough of a reality check for this to be a fix-it au LOL

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A Monthly Occurrence

Me: damn this playlist is AMAZING every single song is a hit, no skips. I should save it-

Me: This is my likes folder.

After the Great Fall of Tiktok (circa. 2025) I have decided to return to my roots. I didn’t really know anyone was left. Is there anyone left?

Honestly kind of hoping I’m just screaming into the void here…

Reblogging with Proof™️

Let it never be said I make up fake adventures for text posts that reach 10 notes.

Free will is a miraculous thing

Not in the christian way

But rather “I just remembered that i can take an edible and a bus into a coastal beach town to eat cheetos and watch the sunset”

An Essay on Nihilism and Ennui

Maybe the world is doomed. Maybe you can’t do anything about it. Maybe you were born on a train that had run of our track, long after we shot the engineers and burned the plans to lay track anew. The conductors barricaded the engine room where they hold hostage generations of coal miners who are forced to keep full steam ahead lest they be shoved into the incinerators themselves.

Maybe we can’t change any of that. I’d like to hope we can. Unfortunately hope isn’t the thing that drags your ass out of the cave you’ve collapsed into constructed of pizza boxes and soiled sheets. Drive is. Action is. Curiosity is.

Suppose we’re stuck on this train. It will crash. We will all die in a horrible fiery explosion, or succumb to the fumes first. What are you going to do in the meantime?

Here’s the thing: Life sucks and we’re all going to die. We don’t know when, we don’t know how. It feels impossible to plan for a future we have little data to prove will exist. What we do have is the interim. We can sit around and doom-scroll on our phones, or we can live life while we have it.

Plant a garden out of old coffee cans. Invite your friends over to fingerpaint on cardboard. Kiss the people you think about when you lay in bed at night. Chase an unrealistic dream, not because you believe it is possible, but because you can’t live with yourself if you never try.

That’s what you’re doing when you ingest endless content. You are simultaneously looking for the thing that will complete you, and desperately running from the voice inside that asks “what if there’s more?”

Stop. Running. Turn around. Look at the voice headlong. Dare to ask it back: “What more do I want there to be?”

Then go find it.

Got deadnamed by my oldest friend on my birthday. Deliberately. Through a meme.

Hey so I know you’re supposed to challenge your thoughts when your mind is being cruel and unfair to you (this is true you should it works) (unless it’s intrusive thoughts then you’ve got to accept them for them to leave) (it’s a whole thing)

But like…sometime my thoughts are a funny bully.

This website is always going buck wild for Eddie’s. Personally I don’t get the hype.