melted.

"if you are over 30 on Tumblr the mental illness won" "the aging fanbase of Tumblr" motherfucker if you are over 30 and have been here the entire time it means the mental illness didn't win we are still alive WE MADE IT

my phone has been dead for a day (charger broke, new one coming soon) and i'm now realizing how much you need your phone to use social media even if you're on desktop. i'm currently unable to sign into at least two websites because their ONLY verification methods involve your phone--either your phone number for a text or interacting with a mobile app in some way. ridiculous

its been said a million times before but i would really like to emphasize just how much of a disservice it is to your own writing to refer to characters as “the blond” or “the taller man” etc when they are actively fucking. if your character is eyes closed sucking dick and thinking about the other character’s hair color it gives the impression that they aren’t very into this

like ohhh from the first chapter sasaki like. oh christ The very beginning like he thinks miyano’s cute and has a surface level crush on him this is the story premise like we all know. but what’s notable in particular is that he’s giving miyano his thoughts, his review, on the first ever manga he was leant, and miyano’s looking at him in like. awe! transparent as hell about it! and there’s this closeup on sasaki’s eyes where he looks a little surprised and opened up. and it’s like. When was the last time he ever connected with someone over something like this. and then he keeps going with his review! because he really took this seriously! and miyano is trembling with excitement he’s trembling with it he lights up with it and sasaki’s a little taken aback proper here but it’s as miyano’s going on about it that you really have to wonder, When was the last time he saw a passion like this? but really that’s sort of dwarfed in comparison to the following pages where you can practically hear pieces clicking on, rapid succession, in sasaki’s head. you can see it on him. He’s really cute… “…Yeah. Hey, Myaa-chan? Loan me another?” guy who is just. in it, now. guy who is so In It.

after you read the poem “the woman dies” a lot of media makes you mad

love the Uber option to wait for 10 minutes to find a ride for a 2$ discount

fuckass app has the gall to tell me "congratulations! You're saving up with this trip." go fuck yourself

The song the Zimbabwean choir sang is called Indodana!

Thank you so much!!! <3 <3 <3