I Wish They Were My Parents.

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Weeknd: I almost cut a piece of myself for your life.

Ppl:OMG 💔How could Selena do that?

Taylor Swift: Don't pretend it such a mystery think about the place where you first saw me.

Ppl: There she goes again ,making money off heartbreaks.

Like what the hell?I am a fan of both the Weeknd and Taylor but this is not fair. Every musician from Queen B to ,I dunno ,Bruce Springsteen have made songs on heartbreak and betrayal. How come Swift gets singled out all the time? Social media has no chill.

THE ONLY WALL THAT DESERVES ATTENTION GOING INTO 2019

Amen.

R.I.P. The 2976 American people that lost their lives on 9/11 and R.I.P. the 48,644 Afghan and 1,690,903 Iraqi and 35000 Pakistani people that paid the ultimate price for a crime they did not commit

I like how Amy is clutching herself and goin' "Please don't self-combust. I can't have another mentor."

Burrrrrrrrnnnnn.

Hello, Police? I would like to report a murder at the White House Correspondents’ Dinner.

Immediately following Sarah Huckabee Sanders’ homegoing service, refreshments will be served in the hall. It’s Easy Mac and dried out rotisserie chickens from Food Lion tho, so…ya know…

I swear this cat captured most of my facial expressions.

Kala Ghoda Festival,2019,Mumbai

Ailments.

You're so close, yet so far apart;

That bridge is the horizon of where ends meet and freedom starts,

Evenings eclipse in paper prints and coffee stains,

Rummaged bones and tiredness, crumbs of hardwork remain.

Headphones on, travelling long,

Rattling compartments - their church sermons.

Curated photos and thumb talks;

What could possibly go wrong?

Love materialises for fifteen minutes,

With renaissance sighs, for swollen lips.

Tokens of promises billed under "Laters, darling",

Lingering aftertaste of rubber burning.

Neon lights and clichéd fantasies -

Honestly, they're just trying to get on with it.

Youthful thought, is this what marks the young heart?

You're so close, yet so far apart.

Anyway if you’re from the US and you ever wanted to know what tumblr feels like from a non-USAmerican perspective (please note that the rest of the world is not a monolith either and none of these apply without exception):

Everybody’s talking about brands and stores you’ve never seen in real life. You generally assume they exist, but they might as well be one giant prank the rest of the internet is in on.

You find a post that just sounds wrong. It makes no sense. It’s like OP lives in a weird alternate reality. 9/10 times, it’s just some USAmerican Thing.

You’re still not entirely sure how much an inch is. Or a foot. Or even how many of the former there are in the latter. You maybe know your height in feet and inches.

You have no idea how much a pound is. You’d also like to know how the fuck pound shortens to lbs.

What the fuck is “military time”

Somebody talks about some legal process or something similar. They don’t mention which country’s legal system this pertains to. You know anyway.

People talk about politics. None of it pertains to you. Many posts contain guilt tripping. “How can you not care about this?? Why won’t you reblog this?? People need to know this about x candidate for y position!” You’re busy trying to stay on top of the political landscape in your own country.

You pick up some random slang from the internet. Monkey see monkey do. You’re called racist. You didn’t know it was AAVE. You learnt it from black letters on white background, not from the mouths of people whose faces you could see. How would you have known? You try to unlearn it.

People tell you that you must publicly denounce Chick-fil-A or you’re homophobic. You don’t even know what a Chick-fil-A is.

People say you don’t know LGBTQ+ history. What they mean is you don’t know USAmerican LGBTQ+ history. Nobody cares about your country’s history.

You’re “called out” on using an “offensive” term. It’s (a direct translation of) a completely harmless word where you live.

People expect you to have an idea of how far apart 2 USAmerican states are. You barely know geography past your country’s immediate neighbors.

You randomly switch between British and American spellings. Nothing’s real and there are no rules.

People talk about multiple hour car rides and you get twitchy just thinking about it. You suddenly understand why USAmerican cars are so big.

Somebody talks about school shooting drills. You only ever had fire alarm drills.

You see a cool statistic. The study’s only about the US. It’s unfortunately of no use to you.

People misuse/misspell words and names from your native language. It’s tiring.

(You feel sorry for the French. Nobody should be allowed to mangle the word déjà vu like that.)

You’re still not over the fact that USAmerican school children are supposed to say that pledge thing every morning. You’re never getting over that.

You still don’t know why the men are fresh or what the fuck a sophomore is.

Who the fuck pays up first and then fills up gas??? That’s made up, right??

Everybody has a weird obsession with some comfort food you’d never even heard of before you signed up here.

Fellow non-USAmericans, please add anything else you can think of.