My sister genuinely, for real, met her girlfriend at a meet up for retyping poetry on vintage typewriters above a feminist bookstore, and I just want to say I’m thrilled the manic pixie dream girls of the world are moving on from whiny mediocre dudes and finding eachother instead.

Bad news y’all they broke up but my sister learned really important things about life and herself so like, we really should have seen that coming.

a ‘hot minute’ can be both a very short period of time, and a very long one. however, a hot minute in the past (“It's been a hot minute since I've seen you!”) is most often a long duration, while a hot minute in the future (“I'll be with you in a hot minute!”) is most often a short duration. this suggests some very strange things about the temperature of time.

basis of a doctor who episode

loud warning

Rolling on the floor sobbing and crying and losing my mind at “GET INSIDE THE VAAAAAAAAAAN”

that is the most beautiful airfryer i have ever seen

found it! bruno smart air fryer in mint green BZK-KZ02TW-GR

Theirs a horse in the pingles

Joy and whimsy detected! This horse in the pingles is joyful and whimsical!

drawings are secretly the enemy because they start off very nice and unassuming but then when they're about 80% done they start emanating a malevolent aura that makes finishing them the scariest activity you can imagine

tumblr is the website for if you're just someone's weird sister

doctors be like "we have no idea what causes this extremely mysterious illness" and the illness is something that affects 1 in 8 women

I recommend scrolling to a port and start clicking the fuschia dots. They’re pleasure crafts, owned by civilians, and they have the most amazing names.

This is the night lesbian tumblr peaked

nobody numa numas like they used to

(wistfully) mai-ia-hee... mai-ia- hoo....

being anti-amatonormativity in a romance centered world is like watching half the people you know put all their eggs in one basket and then drop the basket and all their eggs break and they’re crying and swearing they’re never gonna do that again and then a month later they have all new eggs in a new basket and they tell you the problem was they didn’t have a strong enough basket or fresh enough eggs and then they drop the fucking basket again.

Not book smart or street smart but a secret third thing.

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