‘hey i haven’t talked to you in five weeks but we’re still best pals’: a story about me and human interaction.
folks, someday you are gonna be writing, and you're gonna put something on paper and hear a voice say "i know this is what you want, but will people like it?" and im here to tell you that is the DEVIL talking and you do whatever you damn well please
If fandom has taught me anything it has also taught me that there are at least five people in the world who will want it regardless of what it is, and they will find you.
reading/writing fanfiction about your otp be like:
love to purchase items but at what cost
tumblr is not good for me but the alternatives are worse
Absolutely amazing how AO3 is a part of the internet that doesn't sneak in any ads and doesn't have an algorithm and doesn't watch you or record how much time you spend looking at each fic or whatever. It's just right there to use for free. Legend
From the bottom of my heart: im not sorry for anything i put on yalls dash, i am my own target audience and i find my taste immaculate but thank u for witnessing 💕
I just want to be alone with the moon and the ocean
love when pets walk by like they have somewhere to be
I wish I was a Jane Austen character so that instead of going insane, i could've gone to London with my aunt and uncle when things got rough.
the reason you were able to read more and do more activities in a day when you were a kid than you do as an adult isn’t because you got stupider, it’s because as a child you generally had your base needs taken care of and your schedule provided to you, so you didn’t have to use as much of your mental and physical energy on planning, life maintenance (ie food and administrative tasks), and general executive function. of course you could focus on reading a novel in two days, somebody else made your lunches and you never thought about phone bills and you didn’t even have to decide for yourself when to take a bath. c’mon
my hobbies
- switching between the same three apps for hours
- not speaking to anyone for days at a time
- listening to the same songs i have been listening to for 20 years
- imagining myself in situations that will literally never exist
I am an old person and tumblr is the porch
im like [discovers song] and my brains like ok u will listen to nothing but this for at least three days straight
ive started to use english in ways that arent mutually intelligible to normal english speakers. i can see a dog and say “this guy is really the animal of our world” and its really about the vibes of what im saying rather than the words. if you cant understand it its your problem
I have this thing called ‘I consider this person my friend but I don’t know if they consider me theirs’
my fear