actually the seven deadly sins are:
- waking girls up from their nap
- making girls go to work
- thinking girls’ full bush is unattractive
- interrupting girls when they’re listening to their favorite album
- not helping girls spread rumors and lies
- not letting girls cannibalize you
- not letting girls sacrifice you in a blood ritual
(via assbugs)
An enemy is just a friend I haven’t worn down
Are you saying that you’re the main character of a kids cartoon?
I’m saying that “I’m going to be friends with you” is both a promise and a threat
I got THE worst possible Tumblr ad
I’m gonna put it under the cut for the daring. I will say, Tumblr sure is a lot more lenient with advertisers violating their community guidelines.
Huh.
I guarantee it’s worse than you could Imagine
(via kimpossibooty)
“we live in an uncaring universe”
false. i care very deeply. am i not a part of this infinite universe?
(via wizardbreasts)
my favorite lines from this article about poetry from students grades 3-6
europeans have types of racism i didn’t even know existed
you can drive for two hours in europe and pass through 17 different types of racism
“American ideas of race don’t apply in Europe” true! Very true! Y’all have race divisions like shrimp colors.
(via assbugs)
Kookaburra sits IN THE GODDAMN WAY
on the moving window he will play
Leave, Kookaburra leave, Kookaburra causing a delay

“Death Looking into the Window of One Dying”, ca.1900, Jaroslav Panuška
hate to think that when im taking my last breaths dakota fanning is outside making it clap
certified iconic post
I really feel tremendous grief for friendships that kind of petered away in the face of life’s currents. There are people with whom I formed deep, unique, vibrant, life-changing connections, and then we had to go our separate ways and it was too hard to maintain long-distance. There wasn’t a fight, it just sort of faded. And I feel like I have more friendships like this than friendships that have endured, so maybe I just have to get used to it. But if grief is all the love we have left over - well, I never did get to finish loving them. I love them, and I miss them, and I probably always will.
I really feel tremendous grief for friendships that kind of petered away in the face of life’s currents. There are people with whom I formed deep, unique, vibrant, life-changing connections, and then we had to go our separate ways and it was too hard to maintain long-distance. There wasn’t a fight, it just sort of faded. And I feel like I have more friendships like this than friendships that have endured, so maybe I just have to get used to it. But if grief is all the love we have left over - well, I never did get to finish loving them. I love them, and I miss them, and I probably always will.
oh uh. scuse me. just a lil snail crossing your dash
I love how certain I am that I’m not the only person who stopped scrolling to let the snail finish crossing the dash.
In fact, I would bet small sums of money that the majority of Tumblr folk do.
Rb for the lil hops it does at the end before it finishes crossing 🥺💓









