i am thou

i feel like i do 25% of what an average person does in a day and still it's too much

there's a special place in my heart for people who made an effort to be my friend regardless of how quiet or distant i can get at times

do you guys remember when we googled something and we would get results that were actually related to the things we searched

do you guys remember actually socializing on social media instead of seeing ad after ad after ad

its probably a normal sign for the economy that all of my adulthood fantasies are like "imagine having your own kitchen living room and bathroom to decorate" "what if i could get on a train" "maybe one day i could purchase a sturdy pair of shoes" "i should save and invest in a single bicycle"

i would rather see the information for an event handwritten in sharpie on a paper towel than see another AI generated flyer

What would you do if you were scrolling through recommended tumblr posts and one was from someone you don't know and it was just a picture of your dad captioned "fucking hate this guy" and it had hundreds of notes

reblog it

i am supposed to have the energy… to do stuff...?

every? day??