Pardon me, my hyperbole is showing.

Reblog if you think it’s okay to platonically say “I Love You” to your friends

Slams the reblog button so damn fast

🥺🥺🥺 the dads we all deserve

The Invisible Hand of Your Mom wiping your butt for you so you can pretend like you’re having Important Man Thoughts

This makes me think about how Emily Dickinson was writing her poems and suffering from chronic depression but still somehow found time to contribute to the housekeeping and do all the baking and look after her sick mother. The Brontes sisters too still had to run the house for their elderly father and addict brother (who by all accounts did nothing and slept most of the day) while writing their poems and novels. Women writers have never enjoyed this privilege. . 

obsessed with this post because it forced me to pronounce “meatballs” in a way i never would have before. meæãt balls

me yelling at my friends “TAKE A PICTURE OF US” every time my cat gets in my lap and we snuggle

“I guess I would scream too if I knew a God could hear me” is too much of a raw line to come from a tik tok about a cat

the best part is the line is “i guess i would scream too-ie”

Oh NOBODY’S going to be horny after this

my ankle is so fuckin horny tho

A victorian

saving this for the next time someone innocently asks me what tumblr is

more of this please

some people think writers are so eloquent and good with words, but the reality is that we can sit there with our fingers on the keyboard going, “what’s the word for non-sunlight lighting? Like, fake lighting?” and for ten minutes, all our brain will supply is “unofficial”, and we know that’s not the right word, but it’s the only word we can come up with…until finally it’s like our face got smashed into a brick wall and we remember the word we want is “artificial”.

I couldn't remember the word "doorknob" ten minutes ago.

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