get off my lawn, you dirty space turtle

I’m not just a good pair of tits. I’m also incredibly annoying

crawling back to this tumblr account after the tiktok ban feels like driving back to my old home in the countryside,, gently wiping away the cobwebs and the dust that's settled in my absence,, nothing changed, nothing out of place,, a memory of a forgotten era; frozen in time,,

TikTok is dead, so here I return. My fucking respawn point.

ah, an opponent arrives... [draws my sword and turns around] hm. your footsteps made you sound taller... [sheathes my sword and draws a second, smaller sword]

does anybody wanna frolic with me. does anyone wanna fucking dilly dally with me

we’re gonna be ok btw

it’s ok if you’re scared. or tired. or unsure. or one million billion other complicated emotions at once. but i’ve decided things are going to be ok anyway. and i will hold that belief close to my heart no matter how scared or tired or lonely or depressed or one million billion other things i am. i will hold onto that. and if you’re scared, you can hold onto me. we can carry each other through

"We are fortunate that President Trump has indicated that he will work with us on a solution to reinstate TikTok once he takes office. Please stay tuned!" how about you go fuck yourself