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Reason to Live #8550
Music. Music that makes me feel so many emotions. That makes me want to keep going as to hear it again.– Guest Submission
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Where are all the hot dude robots? Give me some ripped looking Chad and I'll *think* about giving you my credit card information
The- The porn bots- Why are there so many of them-
Craft a Gay Weapon of any quality.
Sorry to bother you but I'm but a weary traveler, could you spare some soup or perhaps some bread before i return to my trecherous journey across your dash?
Mischief
made a beginners guide for the twitter newbies hope this helps <3
it's not enough to just empower women. men need to come together and start dressing slutty, it's the only solution
Okay fuck it if this post reaches 666k notes by the end of 2023 I'll practise basic self care
Why 666k? Because it's funny and impossible so good fucking luck
Jason: Oh my God, Tim, what is wrong with you?
Tim: Well, I'm autistic to start with-
Jason: That's not what I meant.
Dick: Damian’s autistic too.
Damian, squinting: What is an autistic and why am I it
Jason:
Tim:
Dick:
Damian: What
Dick: Did Bruce genuinely never get you diagnosed? Or explain why you're so much like him?
Damian: Diagnosed? I'm not ill. And I am like Father because I'm his son.
Tim: This. Explains so much
Damian: So much of what?
Jason, marveling: He's just like Bruce.
Dick: Buddy, we need to take you to a specialist.
Damian, stubbornly: I'm not ill.
Tim: I've got a powerpoint-
Dick, jabbing Tim in the stomach: Of course you're not ill! You're just different!
Jason: This is giving me flashbacks to when we got Dick his ADHD diagnosis.
Damian: What is an ADHD
Dick:
Dick: I give up. Tim, pull up your PowerPoint on autism. I trust you've got one on ADHD too?
Tim: Yeah. Anxiety and depression too, if we're counting all of our mental illnesses.
*Four hours later*
Damian: Father, I think you should seek professional help for your numerous mental health problems. Also I believe I should get screened for autism
Boobs
Dear god it's escaped
watch out everyone therese a horse going around taking a bite out of peoples posts
I use the term "this slaps" a lot for songs that I like. Recently, however, I've been partaking in more violent metaphors, such as "this slams my head into a fucking concrete brick again and again and again"
I see so many interesting, well thought out posts that lise value because they end it with "in this essay I will-". The posts would be significantly better if they weren't ended in such a manor. It takes away from the meaning and seriousness of the posts while also not adding anything worthwhile in exchange. In this essay I will-
it can be therapeutic to admit "actually my childhood was deeply fucking awful." not "my parents tried" or "there were good times too" or "I was lucky in certain ways" but solely to acknowledge "I went though some fucking messed up shit what the fuck was that about "
Reblog to have something lgbt happen to you this summer
how is the kentucky derby not trending on here?? the horse with the lowest odds wins and immediately starts biting everything in its sight, that sounds like a tumblr legend to me
WAIT IS THAT WHY THE GUY FROM HOTEL TRANSYLVANIA IS CALLED JONATHAN??
To The People Who Keep Interrupting My Music With Spam Calls:
please stop <3
things to do when your day's been bad
lie down on the floor beside your bed
take a shower, use the good soap
listen to a song you liked ages ago
write your thoughts out in all caps
draw a head and then 'decorate' that head however you're feeling (I drew a man with a hole for a face. It worked)
listen to a song and try to focus on one (1) instrument at a time, baseline, drums, guitar, another guitar, repeating sound effect
wash your face
take a nap or go to bed early
call someone. tell them about your horrible day or let them talk about theirs or both
go through your camera roll (specifically the screenshots folder)
go through your saved instagram posts / tumblr likes
watch That One Really Great Live Performance of That Artist You Love, then read the comments of everyone having great taste like you do
cry a little about it
remember that this day will end and another will begin. it'll be all new, never experienced before, no bad things will have happened, and you'll be okay.
I can't explain the Incredibly real fear this invokes deep in my chest
every day i wake up in fear of a cw reboot of scooby doo
Who makes the porn bots. Where do they come from. What do they hope to achieve.
At my work chuckling at the silly little bar staff who only know how to do their silly little bar things
Another day another "I was born after the year 2000, why do I have the back problems of a 78 year old man that had half his spine removed after getting mauled by a bear?"
Some days you feel like expanding exponentially, other days you feel like shrinking exponentially. This world is a mystery.