Can’t Stop Smiling In Inappropriate Situations

hey if you’re scrolling through tumblr looking for a distraction rn (case in point: i just got done crying dramatically on the bathroom floor and need to look normal when i walk out)

whisper beep boop to yourself a few times

take a breath

fluff up your hair

make a lil list on your phone of all your friends/people who you love

read through that list if you already have one

drink some water, with each sip you are slowly coming back to feeling a-okay

rant in my askbox/message me if u need, i’m ur new pal xx

ⓘ This user wants someone who tells them things like “if you’re the villain in someone else’s love story, then I’m the devil” and “if you’re the ‘wrong kind of woman,’ then I’m the wrong kind of man.” Someone who would pick them every time if they had to choose one person to be in their corner coz they believe this user takes care of shit. Just someone who can read them like a book.

The desi urge to scream 'yaar' at every minor inconvenience in life

emo hhhhhh bastard

i made a generator for yall to see what ur genders are

I'm not sure I can actually fully express how much I love libraries. No matter how long I might go without being in one, they are always there when I need them. Nothing is safer to me than rows of books in a community building. I don't remember lots of my childhood, but I remember what it felt like to stand in my school's library and feel like it was so much larger than it actually was. I remember almost every day after high school I wouldn't be picked up for a while, so I would walk to the public library right next door. I'd sit there for hours, on the floor, picking through whatever was nearby. I volunteered there. I used it to read books my family wouldn't allow me to touch. Even now, as an adult, when I feel unsafe I go to the library. I'll spend all day there, reading, drawing, just sitting. No one wants anything from you for being there. You can just sit and be and it's warm and safe and fun.

desi culture (classical dance edition) is not realising you've been in the (once a very uncomfortable) neutral pose for the past hour for no particular reason

your life is not meaningless, you just haven't seen the sea in a while

when you practice kindness and i mean seriously, consciously choose it over and over again, it shows. that kind of selfless love etches itself into your laugh lines, steeps like a teabag until your words are inherently graceful. sometimes we spit out that choice through gritted teeth, but late at night when time stands still, the universe kisses your eyelids and promises you twice the love in return.

pros of corded headphones:

Cant lose phone

dont need to charge headphones

they look cool and are amazing

cons of corded headphones:

Every doorknob in existence is now out to get you