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beautiful caffeine on an empty stomach I'm going to live forever

teaching my 2 y/o son to smoke on a porch to calm down when he feels like crying

I still don't know what I'm wearing to the living room New Years Eve... I might not even go.

ever since i was a little girl i knew i always wanted to violate intellectual property and copyright law

the tumblrina is, by nature, unemployed in spirit — even when trapped in her place of employment, encumbered with obligations, she disregards them, firing off mediocre posts across all subject matters at great speed. thus posting is revealed not as a ritualistic-spiritual practice, as theorised by historians in previous eras, with less access to source material, but rather as the (strikingly contemporary!) 21st century laborer's attempt to break free of the shakles of alienation, even if only for a moment. even a zero note post is fifteen minutes not spent on admin, as some of the primary sources remark.

they just don't make laptops butch like they used to. such an oversaturation of effete twinkish computers.