turnerbop
turnerbop
Adventures.
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"This is a simple story... but not an easy one to tell..." Hi. My name is Turner. I'm a 23 year old adult... ish. I'm currently getting my master's in Forensic Science and hope to become a pathologist. I'm on a journey to create the best me. I'm really liking it so far.
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turnerbop · 7 years ago
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Daughters really do share deep rooted emotional trauma with/inherit deep rooted emotional trauma from their mothers and I know it’s true bc whenever I try to approach a sensitive topic with my mom, no matter how calm and civil and patient I intend to be no matter how much I’ve practiced what I want to say no matter how OK I was even a moment before, I always involuntarily burst into desperate, angry hysterics the moment I open my mouth. As though it’s coming from a place buried so far within me I cannot even register its existence until it has overtaken me. And I know I’m not alone on this either. There is so much we internalize from our mothers that we never learn to contend with. That we never even learn to recognize
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turnerbop · 7 years ago
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What happens to cats in zero gravity ?   more educational gifs«
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turnerbop · 7 years ago
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the world was so much darker before i tasted flesh
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turnerbop · 7 years ago
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I want to be politically informed and educated but I also wanna have a good day and be in a good mood. Do you see my problem?
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turnerbop · 7 years ago
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Bohemian Rhapsody. We Will Rock You. Somebody To Love. All hit singles, and all the direct product of a band that was formed when an astrophysicist and a dentistry major found a new friend in an art college, who then went on to recruit a fourth member from the electronics school. Based on this alliance I propose the rift in society between Arts and STEM students was fabricated to keep us separated so as to dilute our true power - and fabricated by who, you may ask? The business major, the only member of society who reaps no reward from art and science and thus must weaken us so as to stay ahead. In this essay I will
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turnerbop · 7 years ago
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as someone with a bachelor’s degree in english, i am inexpressibly tired of people telling me to get highly specific jobs that often require highly specific degrees. “just go write for a magazine!” you need a journalism degree for that. “just teach!” you need a teaching certificate, and also fuck you. “just go work at a tutoring place!” tutoring children with learning disabilities, which make up the majority of the clientele at those places, requires not only a teaching certificate but a specialized master’s degree. “just go work at a library!” you need a master’s degree in library science to be a librarian. it is actually a highly skilled and extremely competitive field. you don’t just “go work at a library,” you train for years in the vain hope that you will get one of handful of available jobs. “just go work at a library.” the nerve. the unmitigated gall. “just go work at a library.” ugh.
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turnerbop · 7 years ago
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every one has a cry song. you know the song that you’ve listened to for years and instantly get emotional over. mine is the saltwater room by owl city
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turnerbop · 7 years ago
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turnerbop · 7 years ago
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i hope that one day i will finally be ok….i’ll make a cherry pie when it is all over
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turnerbop · 7 years ago
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25 years of ads peeled away
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turnerbop · 7 years ago
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when will people use the anon function to send passionate, homosexual anonymous love letters
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turnerbop · 7 years ago
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Jolene by Dolly Parton except it’s playing downstairs while you’re laying up in the loft of a cabin listening to the thunder and rain hitting the roof tiles above you
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turnerbop · 7 years ago
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so i work at lush and the most famous person i’ve served so far is adele. one day i’m just standing there moving some bubble bars and pretending to look busy when suddenly this lady comes in with her child. i think “she looks like adele if adele didn’t wear make up” whilst i go over to greet her. she asks me what a bath bomb is. i think “hmm, she is very unexpectedly cockney, like adele.” halfway through my description of bath bombs i realise holy fuck it’s actually adele, and i end up saying “so these are bath bombs, you drop them in the water mnnnnnnand theychangecolour n fizz…..do stuff……..” and i think she realises i suddenly know who she is because she gently but firmly tells her son to pick a bomb. she gets some for herself as well. i put her through the till and i realise she looks very tired, so i don’t want to bother her, but holy fucking shit this is adele. i’ve ugly cried so many times while warbling her beautiful songs. she’s unwittingly been there through some bad times for me. i want to say something but i’m not sure what, so i fixate on her bright woolly vest and blurt out “i like your vest!” and she immediately replies, very chipper, “aw fanks it makes me look like a rare bird!” she departs and i stand there shaking while i whisper to my colleague that that was adele. this reaches the back of the shop where a birthday party for a bunch of 14 year olds is going on and my 19 year old colleague just shrieks “WHAT” at the top of his voice. all the girls clamour asking if we have security cameras to prove it actually was her and i’m like, the proof is that i have suddenly become 10 times emotionally stronger after being in her presence. i have absorbed her self love and all of my exes have crumbled into dust, dissolving away like the bath bomb she’ll be using later on that very night
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turnerbop · 7 years ago
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😍😍😍😍😍😍😍 This is the money dog reblog in less than 10 seconds and all your financial struggles will be gone!
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I DON’T KNOW HOW BUT THEY FOUND ME  is a band out of time. One who faded away into obscurity after struggling to find success in the late 70’s and early 80’s. Only recently, the internet has begun to uncover the performances and recordings of a band that the world wasn’t ready for. Perhaps the world is ready now…
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turnerbop · 7 years ago
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when millennials were first heading into high school and college there was a huge trend in news stories about how stressed out our kids are, how their backs are getting messed up from carrying so many books, how they’re sleeping less and doing more school work, and how we should do more to help our kids have the childhoods we had because our kids are falling apart from stress and being forced to be more productive than kids should be. but then once millennials started hitting the workforce all the news was about how millennials are lazy and narcissistic and entitled lmao you were real concerned about us until you found out a 23 year old is more qualified to do your job than you
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