UNCONSCIOUS PEOPLE DON’T WANT TEA.
SILENCE IS NOT CONSENT.
Anybody else feeling exceptionally miserable and void of self-worth this evening
asking for praise for a thing you made feels so humiliating like oooh look at me I’m a little animal and I did a trick and made a thing can I have pets and treats about it. and then somebody tells you it’s good and you understand why golden retrievers are the way they are
when i die put a link to my tumblr on my grave
tumblr notifs: Mutual™ has liked your post
me: *clicks on the button to see which post* I must know which of my humble offerings have pleased my dearest.
you can tell jud is a catholic because he keeps feeling guilty and confessing to stuff he's not responsible for
I find it so insane when women don’t leave their bfs for raising their voices at them like immediately if a man is raising his voice at you you need to beat the hell out of him rob him and then throw him into a river like the fuck