I’m sorry friends, but “just google it” is no longer viable advice. What are we even telling people to do anymore, go try to google useful info and the first three pages are just ads for products that might be the exact opposite of what the person is trying to find but The Algorithm thinks the words are related enough? And if it’s not ads it’s just sponsored websites filled with listicles, just pages and pages of “TOP FIFTEEN [thing you googled] IMAGINED AS DISNEY PRINCESSES” like… what are we even doing anymore, google? I can no longer use you as shorthand for people doing real and actual helpful research on their own.
I bring a sort of "Tumblr users bitch about other platforms too much" vibe to the function that nobody likes
— Sylvia Plath, "The Bell Jar"
Brb telling my kids this was Zendaya and Tom Holland
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I HATE NACHO X LALO SO MUUUCHHHHH
this poor man just wanted to have a peaceful life with his father and then LALO SHOWED UP FUCK ALL YOU DIPSHITS
I really fucking hate it when someone makes a tiktok of just a tumblr post without their reaction of anything. Like they're just sitting there. No input at all
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teenage jesse tagging up random places around albuquerque with his stupid little signature is funny as fuck because obviously thats what he was doing back then but it kind of becomes bittersweet when u think about how thats probably all of jesse that remains in abq. most of the graffiti got covered over or cleaned but theres probably a pay phone or a sign somewhere in the city that still has a faded "jpi" long after he's escaped to freedom. every part of his past self has been either forcibly stripped away or reluctantly relinquished and his identity for the first twenty-five years of his life, the twenty-five years he spent in this city, is completely erased from physical existence except for a lone tag tucked under some corner like the last fossilized remnants of some ancient civilization.
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