Like I give a shit, I was spacekin anyways.

*looking in the mirror* You are not morrissey. You are a friendly, charming, driven young woman. Not morrissey. Do not think, "I am morrissey"

all women should be more hairy and sweaty and eat more food and laugh more loudly. my stance as a feminist and also my stance as a lesbian pervert

realizing that the online sphere and especially tumblr is NOT a good sample for ‘what everyone thinks’ is so, so, so good for your mental health and moral OCD. i swear to god. realizing that you don’t have to live your actual life like you’re being hunted for sport because the average tumblr user will hunt you for sport for wording something slightly weird or engaging in the wrong stuff or whatever is so incredible. like no you’re actually not fucked up and evil for not donating or for watching that one indie cartoon or questioning a post that everybody is agreeing with. that’s just tumblrs georg making you feel that way

*sniffing you with my antennae* hm. i do not think you are a leafs

a song that you're obsessed with and you want to recommend go 🎤

I’m the girl with the extremely knowing smile in the foreground

oh, the 2010s. the days on tumblr that felt like they'd last forever. seymour. randy. assorted others.

the smuckling smumbler

big fan of telling people "have fun" when they say theyre going to the restroom