It's Kind of Fun to do the Impossible

listening to a man break up with his partner on the train and the first sentence I heard was "I just don't appreciate you cheating on me six different times, once with my own father."

that pistachio completely sealed in its shell is scared and alone, like a miner trapped by rubble. you need to free it by any means necessary. get the gun from your dad's cabinet

Can’t believe Tangled (2010) had the emotional intelligence and insight to ask the question what do you do when your dream IS fulfilled and it’s everything you wanted it to be but then it’s over.

in many ways tumblr is truly garbage but the fact that your follower count is not public and there’s no way to become “verified” is so sexy

"you were always such a good kid! we never had to worry about you :)" thanks! you actually should've, though. like about this specifically

underrated tumblr feature is being able to catch up to yourself on your dash. so there is an END POINT. and you can say “ah, I have reached where I left off, there is no more to see! I’ll take my leave now and come back later when there are new posts.” instead of being stuck forever in a bottomless algorithm pit digging deeper and deeper till you have to summon monumental strength to climb out

Personally, the first thing I saw was a ragoon. Bending over begging to take it up the ass. Idk what that says about me but prob something.

it means youre an empath