When you get turned into a modern hieroglyphic

"it's a tv show" "it's not real" i don't care. NO SHOES ON THE BED

"it's a tv show" "it's not real" i don't care. NO SHOES ON THE BED

"it's a tv show" "it's not real" i don't care. NO SHOES ON THE BED

unrestrained summer fun

Obligatory truck I don’t trust reblog

Joke songs that rewired my brain.

I love gay people theres a guy in my neighborhood who named his one singular dog “simon and garfunkel”

please, dear audience, fill this out. for science

The old school lack of transparency on tumblr is amazing because you assume the people you follow must all be equivalent to you and then you see someone write “I brought my youngest to college today” and someone else write “my mom wouldn’t let me listen to Ariana Grande when I was a kid” and then your head explodes

and we need that! keeps us humble. 

Then I'm just like WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU’RE AN ADULT

It goes the other way, too, because WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU'RE A CHILD?!!

I'm 16, that's like, barely a child

I'm in my 30s. You are baby

I'm older than both of you in a trenchcoat.

honestly one of the best things we can do for ourselves is realize that people of different ages than us can still be the same kind of person as us. it's humbling and it gives everyone involved a sense of continuity, and it busts those stupid generational stereotypes media is so fond of.