Embalmed Childhood

Once you start noticing how the incapacity to handle discomfort affects how people live their lives it's actually pretty shocking how it ruins pretty much every conceivable aspect of existence. Interpersonal relationships, romantic and platonic. Career and education opportunities. Your politics Your willingness to go anywhere. The kind of food you eat. The kind of art you expose yourself to and your ability to read it. It's never just one thing, it touches everything, and once you notice it it's like suddenly being able to see germs or something. Just this horrific catastrophe people look at you askance for screaming about. As I grow older and see what became of my friends and peers who could not learn to handle discomfort, the more I'm like. This is a genuine societal issue

The person I reblogged this from deserves to be happy.

I’m 400 years old and still on tumblr

[staggering to my feet and wiping a single perfect drip of blood from my mouth] i have to get back on my bullshit. no matter the cost

do you ever wonder if anyone reads your blog like everyday just to check on you 

Keeping an alive tumblr in 2026 is proof of one's sincerity and authenticity - a type of person who enjoys posting for the sake of it with absolutely nothing to be gained....just the enjoyment of curation and self expression untainted by opportunity and relevance

[Image is of a New Hope Church sign that reads, ‘God says homosexuality is in’ and two men in the foreground holding the S from the sign]

@hellsite-hall-of-fame

how does this have under 10,000 notes in spite of my having seen it regularly for the entire time I’ve been on here?

accused of using too many ellipses... don't care... there's always more to come...