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

You guys just have to trust me on this one and click here okay?

OH MY GOD I NEEDED THIS

*keysmashing*

i’m “house phone” years old

i'm "computer room" years old

i'm "saturday morning cartoons" years old

i'm "pager" years old

I'm [AOL dial-up crunchy-beeping-screaming modem noise] years old.

I'm "the player ate the casette"

I’m “instruction manual” and “memory cards” years old

I’m “This concludes our broadcasting day. Good night” years old.

no casual dating please i want to drink your soul and you to drink mine or i don't want anything at all

jesus christ. fine. ill say it. im sleepy. im sleepy, okay? do you know what being sleepy does to a person? to their spirit? i should be pitied.

“don’t let it bother u” baby i’m gonna be bothered by this for the next 10 years

i'm no medical expert but my one and only health tip i can offer with any confidence is to allow yourself to listen to bohemian rhapsody every once in a while in a setting where you can put your your whole entire life up to this moment into singing along with the part where freddie mercury says "i don't wanna die, but sometimes i wish i'd never been born at all" and feel a layer of dead scar tissue peel away from your existence before it can calcify

if you would be so kind as to reblog this if you feel insecure about your writing skills.

Correct, you have found the Ea-Nasir joke.

i wanna know who spent a once-in-a-lifetime event to take this horrifying aesthetically-pleasing picture

besties i can't do this anymore (hasn't done anything)