lightning before the thunder ;

sir please that’s my emotional support group of mutuals who I never interact with but still care deeply about

i’ve never actually talked to 95% of my mutuals but that doesn’t stop me from automatically thinking “friend!!” whenever their icons pop up in my feed

when im 45 years old ill still be here posting like take my hand. lets go into menopause together

"if tumblr dies you can find me on bluesky" "if tumblr dies you can find me on Instagram" if tumblr dies you cannot find me. It's over. I'm free.

certain kind of tragedy i think in still following your childhood best friends online. like once upon a time you knew me better than anyone. i thought we would be friends forever. now we are Adults and Different and even despite that I so badly wish we could still Talk like we were 13. i dont know who you are. I miss you.

what do you mean I can't control everything, why not

every time something slips out of my control an angel dies

I feel like normies think of tumblr as the fanart and aesthetic and gifset website but real tumblrinas know that our most culturally significant output and our lifeblood is the humble text post

I'm sorry I did something weird if it makes you feel better I torment myself and consider suicide about it every day

they were right btw. you have to dig yourself out of your grave over and over again

escaping to tumblr always

the person reading this is going to survive the rough patch they’re going through