Hello World.

My life

I remember first learning that you can cry from any emotion, that emotions are chemical levels in your brain and your body is constantly trying to maintain equilibrium. so if one emotion sky rockets, that chemical becomes flagged and signals the tear duct to open as an exit to release that emotion packaged neatly within a tear. Everything made sense after learning that. That sudden stability of your emotions after crying. How crying is often accompanied by the inability to feel any other emotion in that precise moment. And it is especially beautiful knowing that it is even possible to experience so much beauty or love or happiness that your body literally can’t hold on to all of it. So what I’ve learned is that crying signifies that you are feeling as much as humanely possible and that is living to the fullest extent. So keep feeling and cry often and as much as needed

SHIT WHAT

Never would have known

i’m mind blown 

having a permanent full time job is you thinking to yourself “so this is really the rest of my life huh” as you come home every single day before using your 4 hours of recreational activity to do nothing and then going to bed

u can tell who the ancients of tumblr are bc they’re the ones not posting anything abt where to find them if this site collapses…we know this site isnt going anywhere….the apocalypse couldnt stop this garbage…..it has the cybernetic code of a cockroach

what i wanna know is how captcha technology went from having to type in a barely readable code, to just. clicking a button. how does this tell you im not a robot. can robots Not press the big funky button

I know this is a shitpost but just in case you don’t know, it actually tracks the way the cursor moves. Bots can click it instantly and moving in a perfectly straight line, people take a few milliseconds to react and move the mouse imperfectly. If the computer’s still not sure whether you’re a human or not, it makes you do the 3x3 photo grid thing I never seem to get right

Humans best feature: our wiggles.

Hit reblog on this so hard

SHOUT OUT TO KRISTEN BELL’S MOM THOUGH? WHAT KIND OF FANTASTIC SELF-AWARE PARENTING, WELL DONE MA'AM

WHO DID THIS

I just screeched “nooo NOOOOOO nooOOOOOOOOoooOOOOOO” in my empty house so loud I woke the neighbors’ dog