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sapphoslibrary · 5 days
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sending a zionist billionaire another $100 that couldve gone to palestine is absolutely insane behavior
yeah hi the real insane behavior is sending this ask to somebody who you literally do not know!
it was $34 of my own money with which i can do whatever i want
who says i can’t do both? my sorority has hosted multiple fundraisers for women in gaza and i have heavily participated in every single one. i do not publicize this, because i believe that a good deed stops being a good deed when you tell everyone about it — but this is a cause that i take very seriously and i don’t really appreciate being accused of not caring because… i bought a taylor swift CD?
focus this energy on the politicians who can actually do something about this, not a random 20 year old on tumblr thank yew
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leulah · 2 years
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my hot take of the morning is that you can like jonsa or you can like jonrya- you’re free to ship whatever you want. however, turning it into an argument about which sister jon loves more is verrrrry weird
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onlydreaa · 1 year
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I need to be heavily medicated or like…euthanized
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rosejergi · 1 year
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I WAS RIGHTTTTT OH MY GOD, THE REVEAL IS GONNA BE CRAZYYYY
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writing this part is gonna have me like this
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cresswe11 · 2 years
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it shouldn’t be surprising that i’m a lucien whore when there’s obi-wan kenobi… like idk if it’s just me but they’re kinda alike??? personality-wise and not rlly having a home anymore and watching the love of their life die in front of them??? that’s MY good shit right there. they’re MY men iktr.
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sylvies-kablooie · 3 months
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i do unironically think the best artists of our generation are posting to get 20 notes and 3 reblogs btw. that fanfic with like 45 kudos is some of the best stuff ever written. those OCs you carry around have some of the richest backstories and worldbuilding someone has ever seen. please do not think that reaching only a few people when you post means your art isn't worth celebrating.
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so-many-ocs · 4 months
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[on the verge of having a complete breakdown] i need to make some kind of list or perhaps sort things into categories
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cactuseri · 3 months
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noelledeltarune · 7 months
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EVERY SINGLE DAY there are MILLIONS of characters in their late 20s who get falsely accused of being father figures to teenagers when in reality the description of "weird older cousin" or "step-sibling that moved out before you were born" is 1000000x more apt
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inkedberries · 4 months
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after patrolling, unwinding in a diner somewhere ...
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throw the man a bone batman geez
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mausolealdrift · 6 months
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its baffling seeing people on here being all shocked about how other ppl didnt have sex or do drugs or drink or go to parties etc etc in high schools like. sorry i was too busy getting bullied to do all of that stuff i guess. why are you surprised that there’s losers on the cringe loser website
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inkskinned · 9 months
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because sometimes there are invisible tests and invisible rules and you're just supposed to ... know the rule. someone you thought of as a friend asks you for book recommendations, so you give her a list of like 30 books, each with a brief blurb and why you like it. later, you find out she screenshotted the list and send it out to a group chat with the note: what an absolute freak can you believe this. you saw the responses: emojis where people are rolling over laughing. too much and obsessive and actually kind of creepy in the comments. you thought you'd been doing the right thing. she'd asked, right? an invisible rule: this is what happens when you get too excited.
you aren't supposed to laugh at your own jokes, so you don't, but then you're too serious. you're not supposed to be too loud, but then people say you're too quiet. you aren't supposed to get passionate about things, but then you're shy, boring. you aren't supposed to talk too much, but then people are mad when you're not good at replying.
you fold yourself into a prettier paper crane. since you never know what is "selfish" and what is "charity," you give yourself over, fully. you'd rather be empty and over-generous - you'd rather eat your own boundaries than have even one person believe that you're mean. since you don't know what the thing is that will make them hate you, you simply scrub yourself clean of any form of roughness. if you are perfect and smiling and funny, they can love you. if you are always there for them and never admit what's happening and never mention your past and never make them uncomfortable - you can make up for it. you can earn it.
don't fuck up. they're all testing you, always. they're tolerating you. whatever secret club happened, over a summer somewhere - during some activity you didn't get to attend - everyone else just... figured it out. like they got some kind of award or examination that allowed them to know how-to-be-normal. how to fit. and for the rest of your life, you've been playing catch-up. you've been trying to prove that - haha! you get it! that the joke they're telling, the people they are, the manual they got- yeah, you've totally read it.
if you can just divide yourself in two - the lovable one, and the one that is you - you can do this. you can walk the line. they can laugh and accept you. if you are always-balanced, never burdensome, a delight to have in class, champagne and glittering and never gawky or florescent or god-forbid cringe: you can get away with it.
you stare at your therapist, whom you can make jokes with, and who laughs at your jokes, because you are so fucking good at people-pleasing. you smile at her, and she asks you how you're doing, and you automatically say i'm good, thanks, how are you? while the answer swims somewhere in your little lizard brain:
how long have you been doing this now? mastering the art of your body and mind like you're piloting a puppet. has it worked? what do you mean that all you feel is... just exhausted. pick yourself up, the tightrope has no net. after all, you're cheating, somehow, but nobody seems to know you actually flunked the test. it's working!
aren't you happy yet?
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