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do y'all ever feel like... you are not okay, but you are also not feeling bad. you are just in this weird grey zone, in which you have a sudden rush of energy and can't sleep and your thoughts are racing, and you don't feel depressed but you were depressed and really low, like, minutes ago... and now there's just weird static in your brain that isn't exactly telling you bad things but it just keeps answering you like it's trying to sell you the idea that you are having a good time. “yeah no don't worry you will figure it out and it's going to be great and your year it's going to be soooo good you don't even know. do you know you are like the hottest person on earth? also have you thought about buying more random shit just because? i'm kinda in the mood”. and if you. actually find a little space under that feeling, you just... don't feel anything and it's just a BIG void... that's the kind of shit i got going on? again. i feel crazy. tell me it makes sense.

you may think misogyny is good because it is made up of miso, which is delicious, and gyny, which is woman. and girl miso sounds great. but 👆 it is not girl miso

Tumblr is such a magical place. The mature content filter is shielding me from photos of ballgowns, but you better believe I've seen the entire uncensored ass of those hockey guys every day this week.

it really is crazy that women's clothes don't fit anybody. fat women can't find clothes, skinny women can't find clothes, tall women can't find clothes, short women can't find clothes, big chested women can't find clothes, small chested women can't find clothes. who the fuck are these being made for

we all really resonated with this one huh

You let Tumblr be for a week and everyone is juggling. You leave it for another one and suddenly all of the juggling balls were eaten by a dangerous crow boy