woman in a victorian novel: *develops a fever from worrying too much*

me, shivering and sweating from stress-induced anxiety: wtf that’s so unrealistic

u can tell who the ancients of tumblr are bc they’re the ones not posting anything abt where to find them if this site collapses…we know this site isnt going anywhere….the apocalypse couldnt stop this garbage…..it has the cybernetic code of a cockroach

those of us who’ve been on tumblr 5+ years: 

a fun and interesting fact about me is that im a fucking idiot

#everyday mood

do you ever just want to flush yourself down the toilet because u realise u are a piece of shit

Me

joaquin phoenix clearly saying “do i have to go up?” immediately after winning best actor at the 70th annual cannes film festival is a big mood

big. ass. mood.

do you ever get in those moods where you don’t know how to feel and everything kinda feels mixed up and you’re just sitting there alone in your room trying to figure out what the fuck is wrong with you

Literally

me: *receives text* me: i should reply to that me:

you ever just get in bed and ur like yep this is where i’m meant to be

#same

lord forgive me but i’m back in my pjs

I wanna be in love but also yikes