Leave it all behind, & there is happiness.

in these times of extreme surveillance, tumblr’s nonfunctional search engine stands in solidarity with the revolutionary

always remember that love will always come back to u. in a different form, different person, different hobby, different touch. but in any way, love will always come back.

ever since i was a little girl i knew i wanted to deny location sharing and turn off personalized ads and reject all non-essential cookies and not set up siri and face ID

me at any point in time: I have got to listen to more music I have got to watch more movies I have got to read more books I have got t

this recent trend of teenagers using genAI chatbots to talk to fictional characters is fucking grim. what you should be doing is roleplaying on private messages with your friends until the lines between you & the characters begin to blur & you develop some very complex & confusing feelings for each other that culminate in a massive fallout you dont have the tools to process nor understand

"Was this book good or was I deeply 19 when I read it:" an investigative journalism series

“Was this book bad or was I simply lacking enough life experience to appreciate the narrative when I read it” : an award-winning followup

it probably feels good as fuck to have the energy to live

many people would feel better if they engaged with artists only as far as “i listen to their music” or “i watch their shows and movies” and reblog photos or gifs or whatever like posters they’re putting on their bedroom wall but act like twitter and instagram aren’t a thing—pretend all the information you get about your fave is from J14 magazine like back in the day.

At night I dream of public transportation networks so efficient they make cars obsolete

before spotify wrapped comes out i just want to let everyone know that i am very very very normal and sane and happy person