Traffic Report: Glowing Hieroglyphs Emerging Through All Road Signs. Drivers Advised To Obey Whatever

god dammit, just battled an ancient evil too powerful to defeat alongside my heroic allies and now they're all talking about "locking it away" and "binding it in a vessel" we are soooooo fucked

No YOU'RE cooked. I'm caramelized

David Lynch's Weather Report 3/6/21, 4/10/21, 2/20/22... among others! It was a very recurring sentiment. He wanted everyone to have good luck and fun with our projects.

From one Gen-Z to another, let’s continue to deprogram ourselves from the idea that 30 is old and you need to have your shit together before 30.

You can go back to school after age 30!

You can fall in love after age 30!

You can find a best friend after age 30!

You can find a passion after age 30!

You can find a job you love after age 30!

You can recover from an addiction after the age 30!

You can pursue a large goal after age 30!

You can travel the world after age 30!

You can move after age 30!

You can change your appearance after age 30!

You can ask for help after age 30!

You can make discoveries about yourself after age 30!

You can come out after age 30!

You can fix your finances after age 30!

You can be attractive after age 30!

You can fix your life after age 30!

You can do anything after age 30!

Idk what so specifically about the number 30 has bewitched so many of us into believing that means your life is over, but it’s just so far from the truth!

You have so much more time after 30 to accomplish all that you want to do.

Your life isn’t over until it quite literally is over. Stop giving yourself a deadline that doesn’t exist!

choosing to allocate spoons to hanging out and having a good time at the cost of perfectly completing all your work is not a failing it is in fact an act of survival. “too sick to work = too sick to play” is in fact ableist bullshit that you don’t have to buy into. and the fact that leisure time is treated like a privilege is a fucking travesty

when it’s time for your favorite character to show up

the tragedy of tumblr is you will inevitably meet people who you should be having a sleepover with. you should be rolling around on their floor and rummaging through their fridge and watching shitty movies with. you should be shopping with should be going out to a cafe with should be wandering through the aquarium with. people who you should be experiencing quotidian joys with... and you cannot! because they live one million miles away

things I've been learning since moving out of my (abusive) family home:

if you immediately stop having rage spirals that make you feel ashamed to be alive the moment you stop being around someone, they were probably the problem the whole time

having boundaries doesn't make you selfish. wanting to stop talking to your family doesn't make you selfish. you don't need to be grateful for what they did for you

you're probably not the worst person to exist. or the most worthless. or fundamentally awful. you're probably not the best either. chances are you're just normal. surprisingly hard to come to terms with this

if people offer to take care of you, it doesn't always mean they're saving it up as a reason to manipulate you later. sometimes people just want to help. and it's Good to let them do that