On Tumblr - Tumblr Posts
Someone tried to get one of my posts to breach containment almost a week ago now and it's still only got like 50 notes.
This fact has filled me with hubris.
My containment is unbreachable. I have four blogs and never gotten more than 100 notes on a post. The majority of this site Cannot Percive me. I can post whatever I want and nobody except for some of my beloved mutuals and followers will see it.
I am invisible. I am free.
I should run for president so the media can find my tumblr posts and show them to america
if you fuckers do the skeleton war shit again this year we’re deleting the website for real
where's that picture that ruined my life
”bro what’s the meaning of life”
idk man we’re made of atoms that held hands so hard they turned into polycules
tumblr users will see the word shrimp and black out and hit reblog without reading the rest of the post
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they hate each other.
shoutout to my best buddy in highschool who once told me "you speak like how tumblr users write their textposts" and i was mortified for a second but then realization hit me and i rebutted with "wait how do YOU know how tumblr users write their textposts???" and we were both like

This is just Tumblr’s motto honestly
if you can't blow them away with your brilliance, baffle them with your bullshit
I’m proud to identify as morosexual. I’m attracted to dumbasses and dumbasses exclusively. A guy asked me what the Spanish word for tortilla was once and now I dream of kissing him under the moonlight
sometimes I remember how on the last day of my high school latin class our teacher had us gather around his laptop to show us latin memes on tumblr and my best friend and I just gaped at each other in abject horror. we couldn’t figure out if our teacher was just showing us memes on a Fun Website He Had Found or if he was a tumblr user for real. but he knew how to navigate it. years have passed but it haunts me. he could still be out here
I love how you can put literally anything in the tags except for commas. You can have whole-ass ideas and thoughts and messages in there... Just not structured and coherent ones.
ha?
every single person who reblogs this
every
single
person
will get “doot doot” in their ask box
hey genuine question why do people put that fucking water filter over screenshots. just post them. fuck you.