Story of My Life

can we send up a quick thank you to pdf uploaders, torrent seeders, copy sharers, scanlators, fansubbers, digitizers, paywall dodgers, and various other internet archivers for making niche art and information more accessible in a media landscape where all but the most profitable mainstream are often tossed aside and left to rot

all articles about tumblr’s “decline” boil down to 2 things: you can’t get famous on here and you can’t make money on here. And they don’t get that that’s why we like it here.

brb gotta to go splash water on my face in the mens bathroom and look haggardly at myself in the mirror

can you do that somehwhere else i'm changing my baby right here and he is freaking the fuck out

*holds your baby up to the mirror and he rapidly becomes more haggard as my face reverts steadily to an expression of youthful cheer*

definitely just ate a little bit of my own hair on accident

i will never elaborate because i don’t even understand what i just said

this fucking paper is gonna kill me

im so mad bc “atlas shrugged” is such a raw fucking title. thats an EXCELLENT name for a book. a man holding the weight of the entire world on his shoulders is so moved by his disdain for the current state of things that he exerts the force to shrug. indifference to the nth degree. that’s fucking metal. then you read it and it’s just about hating poor people.

i want so badly to be more offline but alas the siren call of images

the personification of death being portrayed as deeply kind in fiction is something that reduces me to tears every single time