im really stoned and sleep deprived and im thinking about some of the “about” pages ive seen from young tumblr users and im like. who tf is out here telling 14 year old kids that they gotta put shit like a detailed description of all of their potential social privileges next to a summary of their medical history on public display. Who told them to do that. i don’t wanna see these poor kids pinning detailed lists of their traumas next to words like “thin passing” to the top of their blogs so that every unknown passing stranger can immediately see it. kids whoever is telling u that is wrong ok. im in my mid 20s and I don’t even put my real name on most things online. ur allowed to just be on here and have fun. also don’t blindly trust strangers ok. pls be safe. go look at cat memes
when gerard way sings “the broken, the beaten, and the damned” and when kermit the frog sings “the lovers, the dreamers, and me” they’re talking about the same people btw
somehow instead of saying “as a treat”, I’ve started using the phrase “for morale”, as if my body is a ship and its crew, and I (the captain) have to keep us in high spirits, lest we suffer a mutiny in the coming days.
and so I will eat this small block of fancy cheese, for morale. I will take a break and drink some tea, for morale. I will pick up that weird bug, for morale.
I’m not sure if it helps, but it does entertain me
You know that study that found when doing a blind taste test the majority of people prefer pepsi over coca cola so coke changed their recipe to taste more like pepsi, and people actually liked the new coke a lot less because the people who were buying coke didn’t want it to taste like pepsi they wanted their coke to taste like coke. That’s what a lot of the new changes tumblr is working on feel like.
why is the sims so addictive but only for a short amount of time??? like all u do is play the sims u don’t sleep u don’t eat it’s like you’re on drugs for around two days and then forget about it for the next whole year
kinda wanna write a fic where Y/n and Matt aren’t dating yet but are so close to, and Y/n has really bad hormonal periods that affect her really negatively, and around the time Matt wants to make things more serious between them, Y/n just ghosts him (because she’s nervous about ruining things). and of course Matt is offended, but when he low-key checks up on her à la Daredevil patrols, he realizes why. because when he peeks into her apartment, she’s sobbing over the water bottle she knocked off the table five minutes ago. it didn’t even spill, it’s literally 100% fine. and yet
idk just something something unstoppable force meets immovable object, something something Matt’s constant need to care for people and Y/n’s inability to let people care for her at her worst
