We Were Rising From The Grave

it's funny to me that consistently the most polite comment rebloggergirl in the world will fully comprehend your post and append an example or supplementary work directly relevant which adds to the conversation endcapped and tagged with multiple variants of "i'm sorry to add this and i hope it's relevant but i completely understand if you'd like me to remove it or if it derails this post in any way and i hope you have a good day and i apologize" and her reblog will be two notes below scrumbo-the-wumbulous-gerblin, who has added five paragraphs to your post written in buckle up chucklefuck tumblr cadence about how race science is actually real

All archives should just let you visit and look at and touch everything if you’re pure of heart no application needed

I’m literally nice…

You should be able to say “don’t touch me” to anyone ever in any context and not have it be considered in the realm of surprising or insulting imho if we ever needed to normalize something it’s this

I love seeing my mutuals in my notes because it confirms they’re not mad at me. yet

all my haters become cicaders when i enter the summer of success

t shirt that just says WHATEVER YOU’RE READING INTO MY FACIAL EXPRESSIONS AND BODY LANGUAGE YOU’RE MISINTERPRETING

fat butch is genuinely the staple . when u say butch i think of a fat butch and it hasn't crossed my mind that this is a new thought for some people

not everything is getting worse. at least you don't hear high hopes by panic at the disco every day anymore

always remember, fellow bisexuals, that the devil put morrissey on our team to prevent our heads from getting too big

ancient peoples loooved a flood narrative it was kinda like their beatles