obviously dietary requirements aren't a joke but my grandma sometimes runs errands for her church and i asked her what she's up to today and she said extremely seriously "ive got to track down the body of the gluten free christ, julia"
this totally scans for a swear intensifier btw. what in the gluten free christ is going on here, Julia
my phone: *rings* me: absolutely not
do y’all realize just how beautiful it is that everything is interconnected in this universe like if you didn’t do that one thing then you probably would’ve never met certain people or if you decided to stay in that one place or didn’t read that one book then things could be so different that’s so crazy
*through gritted teeth* you are not a child taking a test with the purpose of getting the highest score, you are an adult trying new things and finding ways to enjoy your life, make mistakes, be a beginner, be mediocre, be where you need to be, be unlikeable, just. be.
wake up y'all, new Tumblr Gradient just dropped
[image description: a screenshot of the new tumblr poll feature, with all the buttons greyed out. end ID]
[image description: the same picture of the poll as above, but instead of being greyed out, the buttons are colored in the "colors of the sky" gradient colors. end ID]
every morning i wake up and make the worst possible time management decisions anyone has ever made
I have to know if most people are checking the notes before they vote on these or if they're just going on vibes in a manner that would be fascinating to a game theorist
2003 will be my year
Some very sweet elephant behaviours I read about in Carl Safina’s Beyond Words:
what part of “do not spend money” do i not understand
idk I just personally think that getting chills from music is the best part of being alive. like when a song is so good you can feel it in your whole body. that's why I'm here.
SHUT UP ABOUT THE PASSAGE OF TIME
SHUT UP. ABOUT THE PASSAGE OF TIME
listening to music you loved when you were younger feels like a connection with your past self. like did she know I’d be listening to this exact same song so many years in the future? she couldn’t have imagined the person I am now. it feels like a hand reaching through time. like looking at the moon and realising that throughout history other people have looked at the same moon and felt the same way. a moment when the boundaries of time blur and it’s just me, enjoying music, connected with all the past versions of myself who are listening to this same song
screen time should be more strict, i think my phone should give me an electric shock when i try to press the ignore button
