lonely stoner💨🍃

i was meant to be someones spoiled and mischievous house cat

i block ppl all the time so my blocklist ranges from "actual fucking asshole fascist" n "post that mildly annoyed me because im petty" and if i went thru my blocklist rn i probably would have no idea why i blocked each of them but whatever

ok i absolutely need to know what accents u all have pls reblog and tell me or comment or whatever I must know

EVERYOBODY GET DOWN HES TAKING A CREATIVE LIBERTY

But this is genuinely a shitty act against humanity.

so the childhood yearning to live in a fantasy world just never goes away huh

For all its faults Tumblr has truly ruined all other social media for me because my friends all have Instagram and are all trying to get me on Instagram more but every time I open Instagram there are like fifteen things screaming for my attention and when I get over myself long enough to start scrolling it's like. Where is my chronological dash. Where is the following-only option. Who are these people. Why are there so many videos. Everyone is screaming at me. And then before I know it I'm thirty minutes into scrolling and I haven't seen a single thing that I actually care about. At least on Tumblr when I see stuff I don't care about I know someone I follow has found a new interest.

i just want to fuck and fuck and fuck and fuck and fuck and fuck

I can see now that “oh fuck I’m gonna soak my jorts” was not an acceptable response to seeing how much pork shoulder I can get for 20$. I’m listening to the grocery shopping community and holding myself accountable.

I need a blowjob but I don’t have a penis or a strap on and I’m not taking off my pants so you’re just gonna have to figure it out

i would like to spend the rest of my time loving things. so i will.

Do you ever just smell an old perfume, or hear an old song, or pass an old hangout spot and kinda break inside for a couple minutes.