I'm in
biggest reason i make so many flop posts on here is because everything i do reeks of the desperation to make a popular tumblr post. this is deliberate, because it is what protects me from ACTUALLY making a popular tumblr post. so long as i crave it, tumblr fame will never find me. it is only when i turn away, and accept my fate of obscurity, that people will lay their eyes upon me. and it WILL be because i tripped and fell on my stupid face while i was turning
“Those poor boys”
“She deserves to be punished too.”
“I’m not saying I support rape, but-”
“Sorry to say - she deserved it.”
“She put herself in harm’s way”
“But if she was fingered, then that’s not rape.”
“She ruined their lives.”
Murder weapon
automatic bread slicer
Welp. My life has gone to shit so here's a notes game with meeeee hah. (I made the numbers obnoxiously big cause I don't wanna do any of this lollll)
10 notes. I'll brush my teeth(toothpaste blegh)
50 notes. I'll stay clean for a week(arms are healed!)
100 notes. I'll finally finish my book(I worked on a chapter. Out on wattpad now!)
500 notes. I'll clean my room
750 notes. I'll tell my therapist about my suic1al thoughts (<3)
1000 notes. I'll open up to my friends.... (They were chill!!)
2000 notes. I'll talk to my aunt about my mental problem(she gave me advice)
5000 notes. I'll tell my mom about my eating habits. (I now have an eating schedule heh) <3
8000 notes. I'll stay clean for a month
10000 notes. I'll stop isolating myself.
20000 notes. I'll go back inpatient AGH....
Don't you dare do this you all. >_<
(If the goal is white it means its been completed)
Brucie would never
I too, am both
Waiter! Waiter! More timber analysis focused on Bernard please!
Sometimes my brain just randomly starts going 🎶 I can be your friend 🎶
I feel like the real peril of growing up Christian that no one really talks about is how deeply veggie tales songs get embedded into your fuckin head like a ticking time bomb of inanity
it could be decades later and you’re minding your own business in line at the grocery store or on the bus or trying to fall asleep and from the depths of your brain comes “the bunny, the bunny, ooh I love the bunny”
you’ll never be free