angels of unknown

don’t ever kill your self because maybe someday you will get brunch with your tumblr mutual

sometimes the tragedy of distance is very simple. i want to get groceries with you

opened the comments on a post and tumblr somehow had a half written comment already autofilled from the last time I saw that post. which was at least two years and several computers ago. what does this site's back end look like

tumblr is going to gain sentience 100 years before any fuckass genAI comes close. this site runs on mold spores.

my reaction to hank green getting #canceled for using AI and having to announce a youtube hiatus is that I forgot there were two of them and that john is the other guy, so for about half an hour I was wandering around thinking "damn it's like this guy was born to get harassed off websites"

learning that he didn't just piss off the entire transfem community by suggesting taking t blockers with nothing else (bye bye bones) he also pissed off the whole knitting community with his dumbass takes on textiles... so I think this guy has been intellectually lazy and overconfident and most importantly running his mouth for years. sorry john for confusing you with your worse brother

After I came out as an adult to my childhood best friend, he went back to his family and told them and then when we next spoke he said, ‘we’ve decided this is a good move for you.’

i talk about transitioning and all anyone ever says is "I hope you don't regret it" what if instead we said I hope you love it. I hope it's everything you ever wanted. I hope you live the rest of your life in utter bliss. etc etc.

I hope you transition and I hope it's the best thing you ever did and I hope you never look back and I hope you finally feel comfortable in your own skin

The key to writing good fanfiction is to harbor a deeply humiliating desire, and the trick there is that even pretty basic and societally-accepted desires like “being held” and “being wanted” CAN and WILL be humiliating if they’re intense enough. Become so estranged from human connection that the idea of someone playing with your hair fills you with yearning so deep you feel like you’re going to throw up and you will write some banger fanfiction. It might have some other consequences too but idrk about that.

i do actually think it's crazy that employers get a say over shit like tattoos and piercings and we just let that happen

if you look cool as fuck you become unemployable

i do also mean like, face tattoos, yall know that right

besides the obvious that people should have the right to do what they want with their bodies as a form of self expression, the stigma against face tattoos specifically has a long, violent, racist, imperialist history that stretches across the globe