mental illness made me so desperate for joy that i forgot it was this simple… feeling the ocean against your skin… a really good guitar riff… sun on your back… holding the door for a stranger… a cold shower on a hot day…….. the world is like a cradle and i am just a little baby. eyes wide open there is so much to see

A small PSA to all those new to dealing with the porn bots that Tumblr now has a fresh wave of – I understand that when you go to report them, you want to report them as "[containing] sexually explicit material", but don't do that. Report them as spam instead.

These are spam bots flooding tags and the website in general with spam links. They often do not have anything sexually explicit on their blog (although they often have implicit material). Plus, these two reports get very different results. Reporting explicit material gets the bot slapped behind an 18+ wall, so minors can't check if they're a bot or not. Reporting spam gets the bot taken down.

Remember, folks: when dealing with a bot, report spam, not smut!

— for @bayoucurse !! isa come back isa i miss you 

"I can fix him" this "I can make him worse" that Pathetic. I can love him so much that it changes the course of the entire narrative.

gotta love how in 2012 Tumblr, all the replies on even slightly weirdly worded posts and replies were like "oh mY GOD what did I just read" and "THIS ENTIRE WEBSITE IS ON DRUGS" and a long series of Superwholock gifs of people flailing and laying face down on the ground and generally overreacting

and in 2022 someone can just calmly post shit like "off I fuck on my weekly journey into the deep murky woods to snort a line of ants off the Woodland Ghoul's dick" and nobody even comments, they'll just quietly nod like yeah mood and reblog that shit.

Maybe a faint little "yeah that's valid" hiddne quietly in the notes.

It's because all the scandalized people moved to Twitter. It's just us feral ghoulknobbers now with nobody let to stop us.

this has been a wasp psa

Yes! Wasps are nice bugs, too!

I am telling you to love wasps

i was sitting on the porch eating my sausage in some oatmeal once. a yellow jacket (isn’t that a cool name?) landed on my spoon as i was about to pop it into my mouth. she started gorging on the sausage. the hhhungriest little. i love wasps, they’re little shits. i was in the back of the truck tossing grapes into the cooler. a swarm of wasps came by, they too wanted the bounty. i swatted and shook them off the grapes so they wouldn’t get killed in the cooler (or like, get pulped into our wine lol). they were annoyed, but seemed to understand they were stealing my grapes. no one stung or bit me. they’re respectful fuckers. paper wasps, the sort that build tiny paper nests in small family groups, often nest in gate posts. every summer we are fated to meet. they buzz a warning to let me know they’re there. i have never been stung. my coworkers often strike the nest down, which is so sad and tragic to me. that was a whole family! wasps are… clever, more intuitive than people give them credit for? like, they’re visual predators with complex social dynamics, so yeah it makes sense. just not the level of cognitive ability you’d think a lil insect with a ganglion for a brain was capable of. wasps are ridiculously cool and i madly respect them.

old tumblrcore. if you remember these youre entitled to a veteran’s discount

youre right it was nightblogging…after all these years im losing my mind….

you know what’s funny. discord started as a gaming app. like it was so you could do voice calls during games. now it’s the home to hundreds of microcommunities’ drama the likes of which you have never seen

dont need to hide this in the tags guys

“this is so romantic” and it’s two characters trying to kill each other

i could escape the narrative actually. rip to the rest of you but i'm gonna get out of here.

girl help i've become the audience, no longer confined by the narrative yet equally powerless to change it

Please do cite the deep magic to me actually. I may have been there when it was written but I am very forgetful

st. george and the dragon (1908-9) - briton rivière / the vigil (1884) - john pettie / vanitas still-life (1705) - evert collier / david garrick as richard iii (1745) - william hogarth / micro sff stories tweet

Did it hurt when you realised brooding fictional men with dark hair written by women don’t exist