You matter.

People on Tumblr love sharing information about themselves no matter how asinine it is. And I'm the same way. Everybody tell me what the last thing you drank was.

Sometimes my dad likes to put little pills in my food. And in those pills is more of the food.

"Net zero information post" is funny and all but I really like when a false claim is debunked and then supplemented with an explanation of where the error came from and like, extra information that helps inoculate against future misinfo

Coyotes trying their damndest to get domesticated

updated the character limit on the blinkie maker! previously 15 characters, you can now attempt to cram a whopping 25 characters on your blinkies!! certain fonts and font sizes WILL cut off. use your best judgement ok?

“Psychotic people aren’t homeless in the streets or psych wards!!! some of us are playing video games” some psychotic people ARE homeless in the streets and in psych wards and they don’t deserve to fucking die for it or be forgotten or swept aside because they aren’t a convenient poster child for your symptoms RAAAAHHH

Ok i know that too some people it will just look like a question mark but i am in love with this 🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪new 🫪🫪🫪🫪emoji apple added it dosent even feel real🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪do the peo🫪🫪🫪🫪ple know🫪 about🫪🫪🫪 this🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪

People die on the job every summer. Remember that water and shade breaks are crucial when working in the heat, and calling emergency services for signs of serious heat illness (fatigue, nausea/vomiting, headaches, dizziness, clammy skin, confusion, agitation, slurred speech, high body temperature, rapid heart rate, etc.) is entirely appropriate. If you’re afraid to call 911 for reasons such as being undocumented, you’ll need to get very familiar with how to prevent, recognize, and treat heat illness. If you are symptomatic and not allowed a break, water, or medical treatment, walk out. No matter how broke you are, your job is not worth your life.

okay but Shane takes a hit late in the game and doesn't return so in the post-game presser somebody (they're new, they don't know any better, they will never make this mistake again) asks Ilya "how's Hollander's head" and Ilya experiences every emotion at once as he wrestles with the lingering terror of seeing the love of his life take five seconds too long to get up (he's fine) and also the sheer delight at being offered this perfect, once-in-a-lifetime opportunity on a silver platter

David makes a deal with Devil Ilya when he’s at uni, but Ilya doesn’t immediately name his price. He just tells David to live his life and he’ll come collect when he’s ready, so David does just that. He’s wildly successful, becomes the richest man in the world, marries Yuna, the woman of his dreams, and has Shane, the perfect son. His life is perfect. A few weeks after Shane’s 25th birthday, Shane tells them about a guy he met and how great he is. David and Yuna are thrilled because Shane has never shown interest in anyone and they were worried Shane would be alone. A little while later, Shane brings the guy to their home to meet them and David’s eyes widen when he sees Ilya standing next to his son. Ilya has come to collect and the price was his son.