What Even - Tumblr Posts
me??? in every??? language arts class????
teacher: here’s ur topic me: oh jeez i hate that topic teacher: pick your own topic me: oh jeez im not a decision maker
Do you ever just sit and wonder why we're all here? Not like, on this earth, but like, on Tumblr. Why are we here? What brought us to this website? Who decided that this is the place where we post all our random stuff? What horrible abominations are happening outside this internet frat house where people are coming HERE for refuge? Why do we feel the need to post all the weird things we do? Why do I feel the need to post weird and random stuff? What the heck is up with all the bots? This place honestly feels like a crack house. And I love it. But just, Why? What brought about such a place?
It's once again that point where my brain almost explodes because of all [the] unwritten words, [the] unpainted canvas. My heart violently wincing in its lucid dreams, still unable to wake yet. My lungs in search for a knife to tear themselves open. On the sharpest edge, you let yourself but still cannot fall. Like a puppet on a string spinning shapelessly, singing silently..
..waiting, for a push.
Need the creativity to go berserk and just pour it all out. I know it might be dangerous but what kind of Art is it without that?
And yet, despite all that rave inside me, here I am, only melting in my love for cats and squirrels; that's as dangerous as it gets at the moment...
Emily Yvonne
🙂👍🏻
GAAND MARAYE PHYSICS
VAHIYAAT SUBJECT SAALA
I wanna give whoever did the subs on the MBC recording of BST a medal I mean
just like
omfg
I support this wholeheartedly
They did their job right
The boxtrolls is such an odd concept. Like it’s about a boy who has his own holiday, corruption in favor of cheese, genocide and the main antagonist is a lactose intolerant cross dresser who has had implied relations with the most corrupt politician. Like who thought of this? Also there are three henchmen one is the absolute harbinger of chaos, clearly just there for the ride, and the other two constantly debate the philosophy of change and good and evil.
Inspired by @/Bendyandtheshitp0stmachine’s “sammy whammy”
Sooooo I never post on here and that's a damn shame. So to whoever stumbled upon this shit, my deepest condolences. It's about to get wild.
linger by the door
but walk back towards me
put your arms around my neck
stay for a little while?
- unknown
my favourite thing about sally jackson is how she's stayed such a romantic her whole life despite what she's gone through and nobody talks about it. she sacrificed her years of school so that she could take care of her dying uncle. she was deserted by poseidon after having his kid. she sacrificed the next few decade or so of her life taking care of percy and was repeatedly abused and put down by gabe, all while struggling to become educated, even though gabe disapproved of it. majority of her life was wasted away for the sake of other men. but she put in the work, went to college and became an author who writes romance books. she supports and roots for percy and annabeth's love and is not strict on them at all. she started a new family. she reclaimed the part of her that was a dreamer and was young to pursue her dreams, even at an age where moms are usually expected to retire.
reblog if your name isn't Amanda.
2,121,566 people are not Amanda and counting!
We’ll find you Amanda.
My Wednesday Night
Trying to write a paper on First World War poetry while in the midst of an extremely depressed emotional crisis, looking up jokes from the war itself to get me in a better mood. We’ve been reading Ford Madox Ford’s Parade’s End and a bunch of other works, and I had the most ridiculous thing pop into my head:
Somme Do Not
It’s too bad I’m doing the essay prompt on poetry rather than Ford, or that would be a real zinger of a title. It was too good not to share with the internet via my first actual tumblr post. So here you go.
My Wednesday Night
Trying to write a paper on First World War poetry while in the midst of an extremely depressed emotional crisis, looking up jokes from the war itself to get me in a better mood. We’ve been reading Ford Madox Ford’s Parade’s End and a bunch of other works, and I had the most ridiculous thing pop into my head:
Somme Do Not
It’s too bad I’m doing the essay prompt on poetry rather than Ford, or that would be a real zinger of a title. It was too good not to share with the internet via my first actual tumblr post. So here you go.
My Wednesday Night
Trying to write a paper on First World War poetry while in the midst of an extremely depressed emotional crisis, looking up jokes from the war itself to get me in a better mood. We’ve been reading Ford Madox Ford’s Parade’s End and a bunch of other works, and I had the most ridiculous thing pop into my head:
Somme Do Not
It’s too bad I’m doing the essay prompt on poetry rather than Ford, or that would be a real zinger of a title. It was too good not to share with the internet via my first actual tumblr post. So here you go.
What even is a blog
I forgot how ridiculously hilarious this scene was. 😂😂😂
Did anybody else go to that one school where during gym class a girl got dragged across the whole fucking gym by her hair and people just kept fucking exercising like nothing was happening and we had like 9 fights in the last week of school alone? Anybody?
