Radiantlushh

tumblr isn’t a social media it’s a farmers market and the people you follow are the vendors and your mutuals are regulars and sometimes a person I buy pumpkins from will start selling realistic models of sailboats and damn i’m not gonna buy any but I will come by and compliment you on your sailboats

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.

babygirl you would not believe the superiority complex me and the other never left tumblr homies have right now

i want a soft connection. i want to be asked how my day went and if i need anything. i want forehead kisses. i want the back of my hand kissed at red lights. i want to be asked how i’m mentally feeling. i want to hold hands everywhere we go. i want romantic gestures. i want my hair played in at the most unexpected moments. i want silent eye connections that lead to smiles. i want to take random walks.