*concerned white parent voice* sweetie don’t write on yourself you can get ink poisoning
Naaah, he ran into the squirrel
he ran into the squirrel 10 times
That awkward moment when you ran up the stairs and now you’re trying to hide your heavy breathing like it’s no big deal but you’re actually pretty winded and dear god you need to work out.
soMEONE UNDERSTANDS MY STRUGGLE
tumblr is kind of an unhealthy environment to be in sometimes because often it’s so black and white
either you’re right, and you’re an amazing god worthy of praise, or you’re wrong, and you’re a horrible monster who deserves to die
i just saw a post that said that if you don’t understand how minimum wage and art commissions work, then you’re “the worst kind of garbage shit trash”. like… after a certain point it’s time to calm down
How is this real and not a joke from a satirical science fiction novel about a dystopian polluted future
how did the telephone propose to his girlfriend?
he gave her a ring