May 2013
“Anxiety is love’s greatest killer. It creates the failures. It makes others feel...”
– Anais Nin, February 1947 (via alecwiens)
iceepr1ncess:
literally nothing feels better than being loved by someone who hates everyone
the only reason i stay inside all day is to avoid the paparazzi
What tumblr has done to me
Sees Porn: no reaction
zuzuzuko:
resetty:
what if websites had closing hours
kreayshawn:
Tumblr is like when you were young and took a stack of magazines and cut out your fav. pictures and made a collage. Then you’d cut out words like “SEX” and “DRUGS” and paste them all over it.
metaphorically:
i was crying in my car in front of the mcdonalds near my house eating french fries and listening to my sad playlist in the car and a black guy tapped on my window and just gave me life changing advice “its going to be ok lil nigga you can do it”
striderfeels:
trashboat:
could you imagine being on tumblr with all your followers physically present just like a group of 300 people standing around staring at you and every time you say anything a handful of them just repeat it to eachother for a few minutes
the internet is a strange place
partybarackisinthehousetonight:
uh yeah i’m a pretty big history buff *picks up rock* this has probably been here for a long time. *touches ground* old people once stood on this ground. maybe even dinosaurs
