A 'Latte' of Autumn

I love you thunderstorm lullabies. I love you foggy mornings. I love you misty days. I love you birds playing in puddles. I love you raindrop-bejeweled blades of grass. I love you cool breeze.

kind of weird how parts of your soul are left in various locations without any warning… like yes i’m always at the top of that hill, sitting at the bus stop, in the cool light of the Japanese restaurant, standing at the pier etc etc

ohhh october be kind. on god be kind

im handing out chocolate and tea to everyone reblogging this. good luck friends i wish you all the best

feeling like an insane leftist compared to people irl and like a right wing crackpot compared to everyone on here

I go to a family gathering and I hear my uncles discussing how having a cat "makes you a faggot", I open this app and read shit like "superheroes are an inherently fascist idea made to reinforce toxic masculine values"

THESIS: the real reason that people stay on this hellsite is not “chronological order” or “the drama” or whatever (per se), but is instead linked to how tumblr, unlike most social media, is not optimised to give content as short of a half-life as possible, but instead is optimised to let content continue to cycle for months, years, even decades. this has in turn led to a more consistent centralised site “culture” in which there is more coherent linkage among different areas of the site, thus also explaining why its content permeates so thoroughly throughout the internet.

‘full movie watch free online’ was in the early 21st century a kind of prayer

google maps walking directions should have an option that allows you to choose the loveliest path

I Love What I Do And Im Only Doing It For My Own Delight