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yes i do ship those characters but i ship them in an infinitely more aroace way than you will ever be able to comprehend

they're not "dating" they're not "a couple" they're intrinsically connected and intertwined with each other for eternity. they're bound together like the stars. get with the program

if i had a dick i would love to have a disappointing orgasm in the shower while thinking of something or someone that i felt i should not be thinking about & then stand under the water with my forehead against a wall watching the proof of my guilt & shame go down the drain

The insight I get into the female mind thanks to this website is amazing.

not a female 👍

tumblr isn’t considered a social media because everyone on here is just talking to themselves

yeah i agree

What does the backend of this website look like that it enabels time travel

I explained the concept of "blorbo from my shows" to my 71 year old immigrant grandfather because I referenced it in passing and I thought nothing of it, until today when he said "I think I'll watch peaky blinders tonight and see my blorbo from my shows" referring, of course, to Cillian Murphy playing Tommy Shelby

English isn't his first language so he's not super in touch with modern slang, so I've been accidentally teaching him to talk like a tumblr user. His favorite thing to say lately is "me when I'm a little hater" when he's like talking shit about the neighbor's son

OP are you telling me we got the death of Gică Petrescu before we got gta6

I think that the Hamilton musical is objectively the funniest thing that could happen to that man's memory. Imagine dying of a gunshot wound infection in 1804 and learning from the afterlife that tweenage girls in 2017 are drawing thousands upon thousands of images of you making out with your fellow congressmen because someone wrote a 2-hour rap opera about you. I like to imagine that Hamilton found a monkey's paw and wished to leave a legacy, and this is what it did to him.

I’ve had tumblr for 4 years but some of you bitches have had it for a decade. It’s time to seek penance

wait I’m curious now . Reblog this with how long u’ve been on tumblr for. Dating back to ur oldest blog ever !!!

Love character relationships that can only be described as "whatever the fuck these two have going on"

Tumblr is the reason why I have something I call the cashier test which is, if i told this to a random cashier at the grocery store, would they think you're crazy at best or at worst would they be warranted in leaping over the counter and beating the shit out of you. Karl Marx mpreg is crazy, but not beating the shit out of you crazy. The cashier will probably talk about you to their coworkers and it might even make their day. Telling someone they're complicit in their own oppression by working a minimum wage job at a grocery store makes them warranted in leaping over the counter to beat the shit out of you.

any other aromantic people ever thinking about how scary it is being an adult in a world where romantic relationships, in which people generally prioritize their commitment over their friends, leads you into situations where you know if it came to it everyone around you could, like, move far away due to work/life/general circumstance, and you're just kinda the fodder left behind, not because they don't love you or value you, but because you're not the priority. and you can't really get upset at them for it because they're making the choices they need to make in their life to be happier and you're happy about that but you also can't act like you're happy with the cards currently at your disposal and you're always a little antsy about it because, well, yeah sure maybe your friends would be okay with you moving in or living with you if you needed to. and for the sake of sustainability, convenience, or necessity, that may very well be what happens. but would you be satisfied with that? would you be happy? you know that's not really what you want, not like that. maybe you want to be the definite priority. maybe that's selfish to ask for. but your closest friends have life goals that aren't your own, which is fine and you'd never blame them for that or get in their way of getting it, but where does that lead you in the end? when will it be you? when will it be You

deciding one day that you want to build a life for yourself is so scary. like damn I really want to live… I’m new to this. where do I even begin

neil sleeping w andrew's armbands under his pillow while he's at easthaven is truly so underrated. the quintessential andrew item and he kept it safe by Sleeping over it. when before this he'd only ever put his Mother's gun beneath it. like so fucking insane and so telling towards neil's feelings and even crazier when u remember spring break neil reaching for a weapon and grabbing andrew's arm.

love the phrase 'methinks'. me does think. thinketh me do.