whenever someone calls USAmerican English the ‘movie accent’ I remember how somewhere last year I was on a train when suddenly the silence was broken by an american voice behind me somewhere and I immediately thought “Oh no, someones playing their tiktoks out loud again” and automatically turned around to put a face to my annoyance like you do when someones driving bad, and turns out a few rows down were just some actual in the flesh USAmericans having a nice conversation amongst themselves. I am sorry Americans I’m glad they let you out of the phone
they should invent a new type of “staying in bed for 2-3 hours after you wake up repeatedly opening and closing apps on your phone” where it makes you feel awesome and energized and emotionally fulfilled
the way being employed keeps you from video games and other various activities is so sick. genuinely demonic
“oh just do it when you come home” i am dead. “oh just do it on your days off” i am bearing with getting reanimated. after being dead throughout the week.
Me: damn this situation I’m in sure isn’t ideal, what am I gonna do about this
Suicidal Ideation Man who lives in my brain: perhaps I have a suggestion ☝️🤓
no i don’t have an “astigmatism” i can just see the halos of the angels that live in car head lights that you losers are too spiritually closed off to see
i try not to sound like an asshole but it’s really hard because i am an asshole
my mom texted me a facebook screenshot of this today and said ‘sounds like something you would say LOL’ like u have no idea mom
basically a lot of my problems boil down to me being really bad at waking up. and also really bad at going to sleep
RATING: NOT CUTE
this girl does NOT want to work. she wants to go back to bed because she is sososososo tiredd. she wants no responsibilities either please.
that comment about how you should not borrow grief from the future has saved me multiple times from spiraling into an inescapable state of anxiety. like every time i find myself thinking about how something in the future could go wrong i remember that comment and i think to myself: well i never know, it might get better. it might not even happen the way i think it will and if it does happen and it is sad and bad ill be sad about it then, when it happens. and it’s somehow soo freeing
my nostalgia for circa 2010 club music is hysterical to me. i was not at “the club” in two thousand and ten, i was at home on the family computer singing along to “like a G6” as if i wasn’t in the G6th fucking grade
this is where i was popping bottles in the ice like a blizzard
relationships and jobs are temporary. your shitty unpopular tumblr blog is forever
i hate when songs are like 2 minutes and 46 seconds long. bro where are you going i was just getting to know you
I WISH THINGS HAD TURNED OUT DIFFERENTLY!!!!!!!!! goes to the supermarket
fucked up that we got 2024 on monday
TAYLOR WANT SHEET METAL




