Me Literally Scrolling Through That Tag Like What Nonsense Is Going On Rn

Me literally scrolling through that tag like “what nonsense is going on rn”

me scrolling through that one destiel meme like an old man turns over the pages to a newspaper on a Sunday morning, on a rocking chair on his porch with a black coffee and a cigarette

Crab Day

okay, so here's a new info post from the top.

the problem: tumblr is extremely extremely in debt. the current model is not profitable. this is why they are trying to turn the site into a shit clone of every other social media site, so they can attract new users and their money.

solution: not a ton of people can afford a long-term subscriptions like ad-free. however, many of us CAN afford $3 to inflict crabs on another unsuspecting user. (and those that can't, can still enjoy crabs everywhere)

the idea: in the grand traditions of mishapocalypses and goncharovs and tumblr users' obsession with [random inconsequential thing] Days, we create a fund drive/holiday on July 29th, dubbed Crab Day. buy your friends crabs. buy your enemies crabs. blaze posts. post memes. change ur icon. whatever. actually put your money where your mouth is and show @staff that there actually IS profit motive to listen to the current users about what we want this site to look like. (and yes, that means accessibility features too. we currently have zero leverage to demand these features. let's change that.)

i don't know if this will actually go anywhere. worst case scenario, a few of us have fun, tumblr gets a small amount of money, and nothing changes. best case though, we actually provide incentive to keep our stupid hellsite unique.

It is my deep Mormon heritage that compels me to want to disrupt the current political system so much that a Missouri politician openly calls for my death.

Stare out the window not like a commoner but like the protagonist of a movie who isn’t satisfied with their life right before the adventure begins

what am I supposed to do on this seven minute bus ride with ao3 down? just stare out of the window like some commoner!?

(eustace learning about the pevensies' past narnia adventures)

eustace: wait so if peter was a sophomore back then how old was he

eustace, to edmund: how old were you?

eustace:

eustace: how old are you now?

edmund: not as young as we once were but not as old as you might think

eustace: okay that was frustratingly vague

eustace, to lucy: how old are you?

lucy: i'm seventeen

eustace: see? that's an answer. that's how we answer people

lucy: well seventeen in how you would measure in years

eustace: alright i'm just gonna drop it