Mitski and hozier are writing the lyrics that taylor swift stans think that she's writing
Boop Breakdown
Well, you did it. You booped. You booped all over your dashboard with reckless abandon, your finger gnashing away at the boop button, much like a lovely raccoon discovering a glorious half-eaten baked potato. A treasure was presented, and you knew you deserved it. You deserved to boop. Collectively, you booped 142,566,897 times. To repeat: one hundred forty-two million five hundred sixty-six thousand eight hundred ninety-seven boops were had on tumblr dot com the website and the app.
Specifically:
- Normal boops: 119,204,929
- Self boops: 12,645,652
- Cat boops: 7,925,241
- Super boops: 2,095,231
- Mischievous, aka evil boops: 695,844
One particularly boopable Tumblr was booped a total of 874,212 times. To be so rich in boops is a blessing. The Tumblr that gave the most boops found it in their heart to bestow 127,073 boops upon those they found worthy.
Over 500,000 Tumblrs were booped and booped back in return. And for what? What would drive so many to boop? Does Tumblr yearn for the boop mines? Well, yes. And also the guts, the glory, the prestige, and, of course, the badges. Oh, how you worked for those badges:
- Booper participants: 229,881
- Booper enthusiasts: 85,548
- Booper supers: 67,571
Hold your heads high, Tumblr. You booped until you couldn’t boop anymore. You created incredible fanart, invented a whole new genre of -sonas, and even created your own premium, high-end awards. It was noble, it was boop. We hope you boop yourself, and boop for boop. Boop, boop boop? Boop, boop. Boop boop boop, boop boop; Boop! Boop!
Boop,
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i feel like a lotta people are wildly unhappy and resistant to the concept that the answer to most things is "well, it depends"
my point exactly
Trying to get some pyramid #head it’s been too silent on this hill
I mean, we all knew, but thanks for admitting that you wanna suppress freedom of speech and the spread of information?
a self-esteem guidebook: learning to embrace your imperfect self (1992) - kenneth a. beavers
"exploding you with my mind"
i giggled
anyone else relate
i literally feel like im going to be sick trying not to laugh at this at my desk like i feel faint
the smuckling smumbler
realizing that sticking to the "do it bad" "do it scared" mentality implies theres also a "do it bored"
well. did it bored 👍
DO IT SCARED. DO IT BAD. DO IT BORED. DO IT HALFWAY. DO IT WRONG. DO IT EMBARRASSED. DO IT UGLY. DO IT LATE. DO IT DIFFERENT. but by god do it <3!!
i mean . no shit?
do you ever hear people talking about something and you’re like. fuck. let me be real for a second. i’m too much of a commie to have this conversation
“of course this is the bare minimum amount of labor someone must perform to be a human being worthy of being alive! what do you think, rimon?” brother if i told you what i think about this your head would fucking explode.