You Walk And Lookin Like A Neon Light ✨

how it feels like when you start yapping about an obscure movie that maybe 5 people have watched but it has burrowed so deep in your brain you can’t stop

boyfriend asked what i was doing, told him i was editing a picture, boyfriend asked "is it something like house stretched out with the words 'menstrual blood' on it or some shit?", boyfriend was wrong, boyfriend was also onto something this goes hard

I am going on hiatus im back

never fear, o commenter, i feel the exact same way.

so glitchx...

Guys i think there's a song in him yet

fuck

I’m God’s weakest twink

i'm afraid i'm using tumblr wrong but that is because i've not used it regularly like ever. i feel like i'm trying to join a tight-knit friend group by peering over peoples shoulders and hoping i'll be welcomed into the conversation but being to scared to initiate anything lest i be shunned for not following The Rules(tm)

a writing competition i was going to participate in again this year has announced that they now allow AI generated content to be submitted

their reasoning being that "we couldn't ban it even if we wanted to, every writer already uses it anyway"

"Every writer"?

come on

I feel cheated. no one on Reddit told me that tumblr is a serotonin factory. Keep liking and reblogging my posts please thanks