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I come on tumblr to talk to myself publicly

remember to drink lots of water, because your insides are a swampy bog and a water shortage would affect the local frog population .

I hate that this is what motivated me to drink water today 😔

i hope i don’t have to fight my evil shadow self today

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

Sorry I was speeding, officer. I was listening to Mumford and Sons and the banjo solo came on.

sorry babe I'm gonna be running a bit late, I started watching a video essay about all the problems inherent to a game I've never played

That’s like a $300 cockroach I don’t have clothes nice enough for that dinner

God I would cherish him forever

girl help i’m having creation ideas above my skill level

oh god no sensory experience compares to playing mancala. like the little stones. the perfect wooden wells. the satisfaction of the dropping noises. it’s like heaven

i’ve seen so many ppl be like yeah i would take it out just to play by myself like wow all of us were really just sitting on the floor moving pebbles around for the thrill

leona lewis didnt have to do that 2 me w bleeding love i was too young to have those feelings