cursed

Tumblr isn't social media, it's a habit. Like smoking. We're all gathering by the dumpster in the cold, reblogging posts.

I hate that every social media platform has switched to a video centric format. I fucking hate it. Every app is so loud now. Instagram used to be quite. You could put on music and scroll to see what people are up too. Nope. Now everything has music on it or gets turned into a reel. This is why I fuck with tumblr. It's the quiet website. Just you and and the voices.

Ppl with self harm scars are just hotter idc

I wish I actually had a friend to rely on. I wish I had someone I could run to when I needed physical affection, validation..I just wish I mattered to someone on a way that makes me feel seen and valued.

This is all I'm ever gonna be, isn't it?

the “i wanna go home” never leaves my head even when i’m physically sitting in my bed

the devil couldn’t reach me so he made me feel like i dont belong anywhere.

'you never read anymore, you used to love reading' and i have 200 safari tabs open. it never stopped it just got weird

it gets worse before it gets way worse

do you guys also ruin every good thing in your life or is that just me