Indian, college, expect obsessive reblogs, and the occasional original post where I pretend to be funnier/smarter than I actually am (might also overshare and cry a lot)
Don't wanna be here? Send us removal request.
Text
feel like the lesbians that arent on football (soccer) twitter need to know that the england womens captain has bagged miss usa
19K notes
·
View notes
Text
Does trump kno more than 50 vocabulary words or nah.
76K notes
·
View notes
Text
YEARS old post
YEARS old
And yet the most relatable thing on here
personally i find the binary of “lets make every relationship in media gay” vs “no the creator was trying to say something important about friendship” stifling …. you guys are completely ignoring the possibility of platonic-romantic limbo where you would definitely kiss your friend if they asked but by god you are not going to make a move first . friends can and should be a little in love with each other actually
59K notes
·
View notes
Text
love is so embarrassing . also the only thing that matters
153K notes
·
View notes
Text
This website is too mobile focused these days. Reblog and tell me what your desktop/laptop background is.
165K notes
·
View notes
Text
You never recover from being weird in middle school
46K notes
·
View notes
Text
I’m a big fan of that post-laundry feeling when you’ve got all your A-list clothes back in the game.
314K notes
·
View notes
Text
Trying very hard to evolve into a tumblr girlie, but I must also accept that at my core, I will forever be a pinterest girl. More specifically, a tumblr screenshots on Pinterest girl
0 notes
Text
you ever feel like you were born with something rotten inside you and if people get close enough they’re gonna find out
188K notes
·
View notes
Text
Do Deaf people understand puns? Are there some combinations of sign language which are hilariously ambigious?
276K notes
·
View notes
Text
My office is 3 songs far from my flat.
The way back sometimes goes up to 6. My coaching center, when I was in college, used to be 15 songs away from home. And when I am anxious, I could walk for about 30 songs inside my room.
I have nothing against distance with kilometers, but I have put myself in an unhealthy relationship between movement and sound. I say unhealthy because there are days when things have to be silent and still.
I have to do my chores without jazz, put on my shoes without blues, and bike to the office without a beat. Friends sit me down and say, "Listen, things are not as bad as they seem."
But I can't listen, so I can't move, or the other way around; I do not know.
5 notes
·
View notes
Text
Can you imagine how fuckong nuts straight people would go if they had the ability to hear ABBA’s dancing queen the way gay people do
150K notes
·
View notes
Text
me, staring down ao3: ok i’m desperate for fic about this pairing but like… how desperate
202K notes
·
View notes
Text
legitimately my first feminist awakening as a ten year old child was realizing that girls were expected to respect “boy stuff” but boys were never expected to respect “girl stuff”
156K notes
·
View notes
Text
Delete that old version of me in yo head. It expired
60K notes
·
View notes