An Eclectic Mess

locked the fuck out. distractionmaxxing

Reblog to let your followers know that despite your current obsession your previous obsessions still exist and are simply lying dormant until they awaken and strike again

I actually have little love hearts floating around me at all times

having a freeze response to stress is so funny in the context of normal adult stressors. millions of years of evolution are trying to tell me that the email will not find me if i stay very still and do nothing

this is an appreciation post for anyone who has ever tolerated me

i think i could be trusted with The Book That Kills People from the classic manga series "No One Can Be Trusted With Power Of The Book That Kills People" imho

Okay but unironically, it's not hard to do better than Light Yagami.

its fucking dember.

being called "cringe" by another tumblr user is just so..............my sibling in christ u are also on the app

"We need more complex female characters" you guys can't even handle Chappell Roan, Real Life Woman with Boundaries

seething about the fact that i will never experience photosynthesis in my own useless cells. i bet it feels so good when the light of the sun both warms you and fuels you at the same time. a bone-deep satisfaction mixed with a heated sugar-rush and endless brightness. not that i would fucking know

tumblr is, if anything, the Appalachia of social media...easy to get lost, sparsely populated, out of the loop with fast-moving modern trends. Attached to tradition. Close-knit communities. Believe in "talk shit, get hit." Everyone is doing their own thing in their own obscure little holler. Prone to pulling the most inventive turns of phrase you've ever heard out of nowhere. Somebody's always starting a racket. We sometimes repel outsiders with much aggression. Lots of talk about hell and damnation to be found. Everybody tends to forget about us for some reason

What is pirating media but the moonshining of the internet

a haunting isn't something you can fix simply by performing an exorcism or moving away. it's like mold; you have to address the root cause of the problem, or it'll just come back, bleeding through the fresh coat of paint you used to try to cover it up.

sometimes the problem is mold, in which case two birds, one stone

Crazy to think that seagulls existed before french fries.