tumblr is like an abandoned space station & you all are the thing in the vents

"i asked ai" okay well i asked my mom and she ignored me

if you aren’t using libby, hoopla and kanopy through your library services then you are severely under utilizing your library card. they are all free, go download them. i’m watching a movie i’ve wanted to watch for years rn bc of kanopy

I like when construction workers spray paint their strange sigils on the pavement

i don’t know if there’s a specific name for this but that thing where one person uses their finger to ‘draw’ on the other person’s back and the other person has to guess what they drew and i’m just thinking about ilya laying flat on his stomach and shane sitting on the back of his thighs tracing his finger along ilya’s back and ilya guesses them all because shane draws like a house, a dog, a hockey stick, a heart and shane can never guess what ilya is drawing because no you are wrong again shane, is me and you swimming at the cottage, no this is me scoring ten goals on hayden pike while he cries…yes i know he is not goalie but i still score on him, this is clearly me fucking you on the hood of my car, shane you are so bad at this

the mourning is eternal but so is the dove

I'm normal in a lot of ways (enjoy bread, etc)

can we bring back the term "fair-weather friend" bc I feel like if fair-weather friends got called that more this whole argument about whether or not you should be there for your friends when it's inconvenient/at what point of personal inconvenience it's ok to bail on your friends would kinda fall apart bc like. we literally have a word for "friend who's only there when you don't need something from them" because the baseline expectation is that a friend should be there even when it sucks. like we used to make fun of people for bailing on their friends.

ok i absolutely need to know what accents u all have pls reblog and tell me or comment or whatever I must know

I’m soooooo embarrassed. My lord told me “good night,” but I thought he was calling me a good knight, and, well, you could hear it clink against my codpiece.

this quarantine got me feeling like luke’s guy walker… trapped on dagobah with that gay little frog, help LOL!