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that late 90s-early 2000s trend of loosely adapting literary classics into teen romcoms was the BACKBONE of our culture and society and we need to make it a thing again
in the year of our lord 2024
in the year of our lord 2024
Waiting for the day ‘good night’s aren’t said with words, but rather by cuddling into each other and letting go of every worry from the day, knowing you’re safe in their arms and that they’re safe in yours.
Go hiking. Fake your death. Become one with the forest. Elevate to forest god. The simple things.
fucking love when I'm on a call with someone and they start to do a little errand or go somewhere else and they say "and you're coming with me" like. absolutely I am let's go on an adventure I've been spirited away
this, because existing on a platform where most of my mutuals understand and relate to what im going through/feeling has helped me more than anything else
tumblr is great bc I feel a little less alone in my experiences as a disabled person
Real morning after vibes on tumblr today
its okay you tried
Hello.
As you all know, I tend to keep people in my basement. Probably not the best thing to do as ive come to grow as a person. Really. I pledge to no longer keep people in my basement. Look, I know its a dick move i'm sorry.
From now on, I will free my captives and no longer hunt you down. Obviously, im not happy about this but I will try. Or like, do it less? Love Stupid green owl.
if you're ok with an incessant amount of boops reblog this so I can get those other 2 badges <3
about to guillotine my legs off ♡
i’m gonna gnaw my leg off someone kill me or chop off my leg
I FEEL LIKE IM RUNNING THROUGH THE STREET JUST YELLING AT PEOPLE AS I PASS BY LIKE RIP IF I RANDOMLY MESSAGED YOU ITS THE SPIRIT OF THE BOOPS I HAVE BEEN HITTING EVERYONE I SEE AND HAVE FOLLOWED LIKE 7 PEOPLE BECAUSE OF THE BOOPS. OUR CAMARADERIE IS FORMED THROUGH VIOLENCE
i used to love jokes about canes/crutches users referring to them as their additional legs. but THIS IS NO JOKE ANYMORE.
i almost feel every step of my cane. my wrist? i feel it's more of like my knee. what do you mean i have two legs? no, i have three. yes, third one starts at my shoulder, why?
oh, i need two free hands for something... *sarcastic thought* yeah let me just pull out my second arm. *realizing i actually do have a second arm* oh well...
sometimes i just don't realize i'm holding a cane. i don't realize i can stop holding it. my fingers are glued to the handle, thanks for asking.
today, i was sitting down and thought that i needed to re-tie my shoe laces. i made knots tighter on first shoe. second shoe. then i got puzzled because where's the third shoe.
yes it IS my third leg now. she's adopted.
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this boop thing needs to be permanent. the serotonin levels i'm getting are comparable to hard drugs
Reblog to let your followers know that they’re safe from jumpscares/screamers/etc from you on April 1st but they are NOT safe from getting boop’d like an idiot amen
get a girl you can pray to and receive her divine eminence. this is about dyke sex btw
bedrotting (laying on the floor bc i have a lofted bed at uni and climbing up there Hurts Too Much)
I LOVE FIRE!!!
I LOVE LOOKING AT FIRE!!!!!!
I LOVE FIDGETING WITH LIGHTERS AND I LOVE WATCHING CANDLE WICKS SLOWLY BURN DOWN!!!!!!!!!!!
I walk and my legs hurt. I sit down too long and my legs hurts. I lay down too long and my legs hurt. What do these things even want from me
thank you for being here
here in this overwhelming, sometimes really fucked up world with me. thank you for sticking things out to see how they will go. it's a nice feeling that even though I don't know you, we're in this together, and we will get through this together too
blast abba so you cant hear the spooky sounds the wind makes