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reading a textbook for class and i’m going insane. why is this just poetry. what. this is a STEM class what’s going on.

reading a textbook for class and i’m going insane. why is this just poetry. what. this is a STEM class what’s going on.

Being a long time Tumblr user makes you privy to a lot of deep magic because you were there when it was written. Like the old trend of blogs having autoplay in them. You would check a blog and music would start blasting. Over your music. As if the Geneva Convention wasn’t real.

It’s not just tiktok, it’s everything. I’m tired of clicking on news articles and instead finding it’s a video I have to watch. I’m tired of being sent to a video when I want to learn about a new thing instead of an article I can skim in less than a minute. You mean you want me to sit through an entire video, listening for the one kernel of information that’s buried in there that I’m interested in? Nah, man, life is too short to waste it like that. I don’t know why any of you like videos lmao.

OH MY GOD I THOUGHT I WAS THE ONLY ONE. It’s almost a clinical avoidance at this point. I really hate video when I am just trying to read or look at pictures. Unless it’s animals doing something cute in 15 seconds or less I don’t want it. The sound irritates me. The movement bothers me. I get irrationally angry. If I want to look at videos I will go do that later on YouTube or some shit

I hate youtube shorts

i love that post thats like “never trust how you feel about your life after 9pm” that shit changed my life. every time i feel bad i look at the clock and i’m like Aha It’s 10:26 PM You Cannot Fucking Fool Me

did you guys see the poem from a couple of days ago in poetry dot org’s daily poem it was so good and a treat to read 

i hate it when i cant even write a poem about something because its too obvious. like in the airbnb i was at i guess it used to be a kids room cause you could see the imprint of one little glow in the dark star that had been missed and painted over in landlord white. like that's a poem already what's the point

lord grant me the serenity to do my laundry, the courage to do my laundry, and the wisdom to do my laundry

voiceover, quietly, in a New Zealand accent: When I was taking this little guy's photos, I noticed that he was having difficulties getting into the poses and wasn't feeling a hundred percent comfortable. So I scooped him up, un-swaddled him, and gave him a little back massage. Because I knew that he had had a little bit of a hard birth, little bit of a hard entry into the world, and quite often things like a C-section, forceps, or a tight birth canal can often result in a pulled muscle or a knot in their back, shoulders, or neck. And look at that, when I hit the spot, he lets me know, with [voice goes up an octave] a beautiful big SMI-YILE!!! Isn't it gorgeous!! [normal voice] And he was totally comfortable after that.