He's Very Scuncht About It

any computer people wanna explain how the hell this works

it wont let me do shit bc i apparently have 81 gigs of apps clogging my c drive, but my largest app is 0.4gb?????? its not system applications either because system is its own segment of storage. wadda hell are you talking about

Reblog if you have changed your tumblr URL at least once during your time on the site.

This is a serious thing. Im curious how many people over the course of year(s) kept the same tumblr handle. A ton of the people I follow have changed their over time.

As far as I know Im one of the few who havent. Few being relative as there are millions of tumblr users. But yeah.

Social experiment.

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thinking about how when you experience a lot of shame in your formative years (indirectly, directly, as abuse or just as an extant part of your environment) it becomes really difficult to be perceived by other people in general. the mere concept of someone watching me do anything, whether it's a totally normal activity or something unfamiliar of embarrassing, whether I'm working in an excel spreadsheet or being horny on main, it just makes my skin crawl and my brain turn to static because I cannot convince myself that it's okay to be seen and experienced. because to exist is to be ashamed and embarrassed of myself, whether I'm failing at something or not, because my instinctive reaction to anyone commenting on ANYTHING I'm doing is to crawl into a hole and die. it's such a bizarre and dehumanizing feeling to just not be able to exist without constantly thinking about how you are being Perceived. ceaseless watcher give me a god damn break.

I don't think I ever told this incredibly embarrassing story here but when I was in highschool I used to have sex within proximity of a cheese steak restaurant and I fuckin LOVE cheese steaks so I'd go get one every single time and anyway I'm beautiful and young so that year I was in highschool my months of having sex cheese steaks was cut short by covid and I stopped having both sex and cheese steaks for a bit

Anyway all of this is to say that pavlov was on to something because the next time I ate a cheese steak I immediately got an erection, which I wish was true previously because again I LOVE cheese steaks but no that was not the case my brain had associated the two so now my next like 10 cheese steaks I had to eat in private like some sort of strange pervert because it just kept happening

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Gonna be so real if a 12 year old traced my art and put it on their school binder I would be so fucking honored

as much as i understand being a hater you have to offset that shit with genuine, sincere enjoyment & wonder sometimes lest YOU become the one who is corny. and sad. imo.

fuck i can’t believe i wasted my entire life being moved by art and beauty and the indomitable human spirit ugh i should’ve been making money through internet scams

i think rice with things on it & also some sort of sauce is like basically the best food genre tbh