If We Don’t Microdose Delusion We Won’t Make It Through This Reality Babe….

I have had it with this likescolding. “Tumblr doesn’t have an algorithm so likes don’t actually do anything” motherfucker I am not clicking that heart to give some post better ~algorithmic visibility~ I am clicking that heart to help my internet friend microdose on serotonin as god fucking intended

I want to [remembers that suicide jokes only further damage my mental health] fuck you like an animal

Well my babygirl man is older and more mentally ill than yours

all i’m seeing is your face, every face

the increase in cringe in this hellsite as a response to twitter refugees has me in a chokehold, but honestly shooting ourselves in the foot as a defense mechanism is just so on brand for tumblr

When he announced that he approached all the plagiarized with public emails to apologize (since he couldn't easily find all of the people) I, like a clown, believed him in good faith. Only for him to only have very public content creator Alexander Avila blocked. Fool me once indeed...

"I was lazy, I wasnt trying to be malicious"

My problem with the whole Somerton apology, is that his actions were arguably malicious! If you take several steps to hide what you've done, if you start vague-tweeting at people who later have to hide their presence online because of harassment, if you dismiss lgbtq+ creator's concerns by just deleting the bits of the videos where you stole from them, you're not being "lazy", you're actually putting in a lot of work so that your version of events remains the only narrative!

why is religious Christmas imagery all so joyful and pleasant? where is the inherent horror of the birth of Christ? A mother is handed her newborn child, wailing and innocent. Her hands come away sticky. Red. Simply by giving her son life she has already killed him. He is doomed from the beginning. Her love will not save him from suffering. Because the thing cradled in her arms is not a baby, it is a sacrifice: born amongst the other bleating animals whose blood will one day be spilled in the name of what demands it. the night is silent with anticipation. Mary, did you know? That your womb was also a grave?

"oh but your favorite shows are going to be delayed by the strikes" my favorite shows consistently get cancelled after 2 excellent seasons bc of the exploitive corporate greed that these strikes are fighting against