

remember when you were 10 and you would hang out with your friends in order to Look At The Computer together like you went to their house and experienced the information superhighway together. and then leave
How fucking old are you people?

normal amount

You see, there used to be a time (not all that long ago) when being offline was the default. And going online was the rare and wonderful thing that we (briefly) enjoyed.
It even came with happy modem noises.
They weren't happy noises.
They were polite and reasonable noises! The sound of protocol being followed! Negotiation and compromise!
The box would scream
idk if some people find it contradictory or not but I find that I can easily like both a character and the character that killed/betrayed them. It’s like having two best friends who hate each other
from the bottom of my fucking heart. how are we supposed to live under these conditions.
Pallas Cats are absurd to me. This is a wild animal, not accustomed to humans, shouldn't interact with it unless I'm trained with these types of animals, all that jazz. But also they're so fucking cute and fluffy?? What do you mean I can't pet and hold one???
This just looks like the fluffiest house cat I've ever seen yet it's a wild animal that I shouldn't interact with. It's like bears but less deadly. Nature constantly taunts me.
Just realized that the reason I love making friends on tumblr is because it’s exactly how you make friends on the playground as a six year old. No, I don’t know their name but they love mermaids too and built this awesome sand castle. No, I don’t know their age but their imaginary cheetah is friends with mine. You like this show? You like this character?? You can sing the theme song really loud??? Here is a flower crown. Here is a juice box. You can share my time and I might never see you again but part of you stays in my soul forever. In my mind we’re still on the swing set and the sky is blue and nothing will ever be wrong again.
[ID a screenshot of dialogue from Baldur's Gate 3, reading,
Shadowheart: I can't wait to get this thing out of my head.
Astarion: You know, this could be our last night together.
Shadowheart: I hope so. Good night.
End ID]
Y’all making women in their thirties feel old is my villain origin story actually
guy with a degradation kink x guy who just hates him
hey man i get that it’s your thing but you are making people uncomfortable by, and these are your words, “blair witching it” in the corner
