Hi, I'm Zee, a grown-ass woman who should be doing her actual job instead of staring at Tumblr.
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A bird explaining to a hedgehog crossing so it doesn’t die.
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you know that phenomenon where vaccines are so effective that people forget how scary the original disease was? I think Americans are like this about government
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just started watching house and I thought yall were exaggerating but no. every episode is just like three wrong diagnoses that almost kill the patient and then house is like "he has underwater skunk herpes" and they give the guy a new butthole and he's cured. and then house chugs vicodin while talking about wanting to rail wilson.
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taking this out of the reblogs of my last post @deez-no-relation because I think it's important and its own thought.
There isn't any place similar to Tumblr on the internet. Here and now is the last shreds of an internet that was, an internet that could exist without monetization. An internet that lasted through so many ~pivots to video~, an internet that is text and gif and photo first. An internet that is driven by serendipity and the impetus of the user to do the searching, the digging, the work that is just handed to you by algorithms on other sites for the purpose of better advertising to you.
The best part about Tumblr is the reason why it can't monetize and I have been hitting up against this wall for literal years. There's magic here because it's one of the places that hasn't been overrun by ads. Every social site's business model relies on those midrolls, prerolls, in between story slides, because the money is what keeps them running.
Someone joked about making Tumblr a UNESCO World Heritage site and honestly? That's where my brain goes, too. Tumblr is a library. Tumblr is a museum. Tumblr is a third place. Tumblr is where people can go to be inspired and go feral over shit they love and indulge in passion and process their shit. How do you monetize that safely?
@taylorswift honestly this is your moment to bankroll Tumblr and save the internet (just kidding....) (unless.....)
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My #1 fave leverage thing is when any member of the team is in a bad situation and they’re just very casually like “hi Eliot” and Eliot, Patron Saint Of Fucking Up Your Shit, appears out of absolutely nowhere to protect them
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Archive of Our Own (ao3), the internet
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From facebook; mic drop.



#things i've been screaming into the void for years#lost my brother to maga brainwashing#he's a huge fan of tolkien and star trek and star wars#and thinks he'd be a jedi and federation and one of the nine#while mocking antifa#and civil rights#and dei#and voting over and over and over again for the far right
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... gdammit Tumblr, stop making me get screened for new flavors to add to my mental spice rack.
ADHD is such nonsense sometimes. I was worried my PMDD had escalated and was continuing into my cycle and that I’d never know the warmth of sunshine on my skin or the fresh taste of strawberries.
And then I decluttered the bedroom and removed something I’d been meaning to tackle for weeks and ah, I see. I am not in actual fact on the brink of a nervous breakdown, I was just visually overstimulated and my ADHD was doing the nervous system equivalent of a chihuahua shaking itself to death out of sheer nervous existence. As though I don’t have actual Horrors to be overwhelmed by but no, the chair in the corner that had become a dumping ground for all my stuff was my mental limit.
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I’m going to be a bitch for a second, but when I’m conversing with someone newly diagnosed with MCAS/POTS post covid and they complain about “the long wait” to get diagnosed and that “long wait” is 3-4 months my entire brain blue screens.
Like on the one hand, yes those 3-4 months must have been so, so scary and I am so unbelievably glad we’re in a place where doctors know enough to reconize it now. Like truly, I am so sincere I am so happy for them.
But I’m also just like... 30 years, man.
I spent 30 years being told from the age of eight I was manifesting my allergic reactions through anxiety by health care professionals.
Fuck, five years ago when I was starving to death from how severe my MCAS had gotten an allergist told me it was anxiety.
And you got diagnosed in three months.
MONTHS
MONTHS
AND YOU’RE COMPLAINING
I’m not mad at them. I’m not. I’m just sad for myself.
But also, hey, yeah. If you come into an MCAS forum and wonder why a bunch of the old timers get upset when you complain it took months for a doctor to listen to you, this is why.
It's not that you deserved to wait longer. It's that we didn’t either and and sometimes even good changes can unearth a world of hurt.
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not to sound like a christian facebook mom but some of yall need to have grace in your hearts for the people in your lives or the people you pass once on the road and never see again like you literally need to stop assuming the worst of everyone and their intentions it is poisoning your brain. you can be careful and responsible without being a miserable person. it is possible i promise
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I love talking with neurotypical people about my executive dysfunction because I'm like "yeah there's this invisible wall in my head that I'm incapable of getting past no matter what I do and it stops me from doing things" and they're like what the actual fuck
Meanwhile other neurodivergents are like

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I know people mean well when they say it but hearing the phrase “you know your body best” as someone with chronic illness is so funny, like man no I don’t I ain’t got no clue what that fucker’s planning and I’m scared to find out
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