No, no, I'm with you I definitely agree. I bump jt music and kendrick lamar in the same playlist family. Rap is an art form like any other, and people on this site should learn that
fuck killing a victorian child by making them listen to hyperpop all you gotta do is make a white tumblr user listen to rap
maturing in my masculinity has led me to realize that my little pony: friendship is magic was absolute fire and i will die on this hill
Reblog if you’re taller than Crash Bandicoot
I haven’t been on tumblr for quite as long as a lot of people but over several years I’ve noticed this interesting gradual sorta,, shift in the general culture? that it went from this mostly depressed, nihilistic outlook where people would regularly joke about hating themselves and being hopeless and depressed, to a wave of vehemence of “STOP hating everything actually the world is Good and you deserve love!!!” type posts, to now, where those aggressive ‘PSAs’ have faded away and instead I regularly see people romanticizing simple things like stars and hot tea and rainy mornings, and waxing poetic about their friends, and just trying to put love out there. and I don’t know exactly what that means (someone who knows more than me could probably say something smart about generational expression and trauma or popular perception of mental health and whatnot), but I do know that it makes my heart very full to see people learn to love the world and themselves by extension, and a whole userbase adopting healthier coping mechanisms, and therefore teaching the younger users to do so as well. I might just be following different people, but I really do think we’ve grown. everyone has grown. five years ago it wasn’t unusual for the next post on my dash to be a scathing commentary on why nothing matters or an anon ripping into someone they barely knew or someone complaining about how pathetic their interests are. now I have mutuals who get excited and spam reblog art of cows and friends I see tagging each other in pictures of frogs and strangers writing paragraphs about how much I matter. it makes me happy. idk. just an observation I wanted to make. I think people are good and everyone’s just trying their best at the end of the day
how in the heck was Jane austen so good at writing dialogue. she's literally the best. I've seen no one better
girl scout cookies are the closest i will ever come to doing drugs apart from laufey music on a Saturday afternoon
rewatching violet evergarden with my mom and I am desperately trying to remember whether gilbert was a pedo or not
was going to come up with a witty response to the original post but nope. @idyallus and Mr David "Nush" Berman you did it for me
I LOVE WHEN WOMEN PEAKKKKKKK
I'm leaving for basic training tomorrow and it's just been this odd quiet sort of bittersweet. Like a sunset without the music. Singing happy birthday early bc i won't be in town when it rolls around was ridiculously sad, everyone started crying.
This isn't a particularly poetic or comedic post, just felt like it was something I should say while the emotions are still fresh.
My dad's in the bedroom trying to act like he's not about to cry, mom's not doing much better.
I'm not even nervous. Just a quiet, accepted sadness.
actually, no, you no what? the funniest part of the elden ring dlc discourse isn't the Mohg situation (though that was pretty good). the funniest part of the dlc discourse was that EVERYONE, without hesitation or exception, fell in love with igon everyone really said
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