"on tumblr.com your old content can still be passed around many years after you post it" is both a selling point and a threat

I am so determined to fall more in love with life. intentionally romanticising the walks I am on, the birds chirping, the blooming nature around me, the water in my cup of tea turning from a light peach tone to a dark pink, the poetry I write, the things I am learning, my handwriting, dozing off while sitting in front of my window, all of it and more. I have to take a closer look at the little things that make my heart beat faster.

twitter is like. DNI with me unless you are a perfect clone of me. and tumblr is like. hi. you share exactly one interest with me. would you like to subliminally influence each other's thought patterns through funny text posts until we develop a hive mind? yeah? cool.

those big as fuck crop sprinklers are like animals to me.

Neh cause that's the Founding Titan

@homosexual-having-tea im pretty sure you've known me since i was thirteen O_O. although i suppose we met on pinterest..

STILL. You my bestie Xan <33333 cousin on my internet side!! Beloved!!!

being a fan of media that requires critical thinking skills and cant just be broken down into "this one bad this one good" is so hard like can you imagine the fucking takes im seeing

i want to live. i want to see this through. i want to get to a day where i’m doing more than surviving.

Hanging out with old people rules because after a while they trust you enough to confess to murder totally unprompted

Wait what.

Sometimes old ladies had to kick the ladder out from under their stepfathers when they were girls and that’s valid

My grandma murdered her first husband the first time he beat their daughter.

My college was next to an assisted living facility and one time we went over there to draw people’s portraits so we could get practice drawing older people. The lady I was drawing idly told me that she "dealt quite handily with her first husband” while making a stabbing gesture. Five minutes later she requested I make sure not to draw her double chin. I honored that request.

So when I was a child my grandmother told all these great stories about growing up in the Alaskan wilderness. Amazing bad ass stories about her and my great-grandmother. I recently asked my mom why my great-grandmother moved from Texas to Alaska in the first place. Turns out my Great-grandfather was abusive to my great grandmother for years and she lived with that until the first time he hit my grandmother, who was like three at the time, my great-grandmother got him very drunk and beat him to death then moved to Alaska to hide from the cops.

Men don't realize their life expectancy went up thanks to divorce.

Damn.

i keep telling myself i can’t handle longer projects but in the last four days i wrote 23,377 words just totally by the seat of my pants

This is the Good Post of seat-of-your-pants inspiration, reblog so you too may add 23,377 words to your WIP without a single moment of hesitation or self-doubt

mentally still in march 2020 when we thought it would just be a two months holiday from school

wait put in the tags what was going on in your life at that time I'm curious

Gerard: I'm just gonna go with where the wind takes me. if it takes me to his dick, so be it.

you know what i’ve never seen. one of those really big trees. like the massive ones in california. i feel like if i saw one i’d start crying immediately