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These gifs are not actually about painting. They are about you.

i know the way people talk about their pets now is probably how we’ve been doing it for all of history. a cat owner in ancient rome saw their cat lounging on the dining pillows and commented “he thinks himself to be the senator claudius 🤣”

I HAVE FINALLY FOUND THE PAINT JOB I NEED ON MY CAR.

driving my newly painted car down to my job at the children’s hospital

I explained the concept of "blorbo from my shows" to my 71 year old immigrant grandfather because I referenced it in passing and I thought nothing of it, until today when he said "I think I'll watch peaky blinders tonight and see my blorbo from my shows" referring, of course, to Cillian Murphy playing Tommy Shelby

English isn't his first language so he's not super in touch with modern slang, so I've been accidentally teaching him to talk like a tumblr user. His favorite thing to say lately is "me when I'm a little hater" when he's like talking shit about the neighbor's son

some people really do need to start reminding themselves that the answer to "why didn't the character just do [something entirely different]" is often simply "because then there wouldn't be a story"

Every social media site expands until it contains screenshots of Tumblr

#they should make a social media website that's exclusively tumblr posts

Every time i post i gotta make sure ive not accidentally added a photo of my house with my address and full legal name and bank details

Dave’s arc regarding Bro is about an abused child coming to terms with the fact that his guardian was abusive even if he wasn’t 100% a piece of shit all the time, while Rose’s arc regarding Mom Lalonde is about an abused child coming to terms with the fact that her guardian wasn’t 100% a piece of shit all the time even if she was abusive. But a lot of yall have trouble comprehending such nuanced portrayals of abuse and instead interpret these arcs to mean that Bro was the literal devil incarnate who couldn’t have possibly have cared about Dave in any capacity whereas Mom Lalonde was just a sweet lady trying her best and Rose was a problem child who was too harsh on her

IM COMIN TO YER HOUSE. IM TUCKIN YA INTO BED. YER MAMMY CANT SAVE YE! I MADE SOUP AND IM GONNA CALL YE DARLIN! HAVE YOU DRANK ENOUGH WAYER TDAY? THATS WHAT I THAOUGHT!!! WUTS YER FAVORITE SNACK IMMA PICK IT UP ON DE WAY!!

You’re a daycare worker, watching over toddlers, when the imminent end of the world is announced. It becomes increasingly clear none of the kids’ parents are going to show up as the end inches nearer.

honestly sometimes there's no better feeling than rereading a fic you've written and coming out of it going, "yeah that actually this DOES slap. exactly what i wanted to read. fucking nailed it."