I was scrolling through Tumblr and came across a post of KNOWN PEDOPHILES ON TUMBLR (many of which have or want to rape actual children/minors)
Zillennial
Fun fact: I’m autistic I’m gonna do a thing inspired by another person
oh and
idk why but that sounds like a fantastic experience date or no date.
why do I leave such bangers in my drafts
Middleditch and Schwartz is great improv. And I'll tell you what when i went to see Ben perform improv live in chicago, holy shit did it not disappoint. This was a bit ago but still the best day ever. If you don't know who Ben Schwartz is or have never seen long form improv, I reccomend the Netflix show Middleditch and Schwartz. No i am not a bot. Yes, Middleditch did get in some trouble and is no longer prominent in the comedy world. However it is still a great show and 3 episodes of comedy gold!
showed this to my brother.
Him: Oh, it's a reindeer!
Me: ... Look closer.
Him: Tehy used to laugh and call him names.
Him: Oh it got a red nose- OH GOD!
used to
Me: They're brats
The fandom: But they're gay lol
Me: Oh... yeah okey then
When I say that I don't want to exist right now, that doesn't mean i want to die. Not to me it doesn't. All it means is I want to disconnect from myself. To not feel my own emotions, to not hear my brain rile on and on, to not feel my skin on my body, to not feel, to not hear, to not taste, to not smell, to not see but still observe. I don't want to be interacted with like a person when I wish to not exist. I wish to a narrator, a viewer, a camera-man. I wish that I could fast forward to when this was a memory. I know it may seem concerning, or maybe a bit outlandish, but it makes sense to me. I want to not be there but still be there. I want to not be acknowledged by anyone and to simply watch. Watch others experience what's happening. And I want to not experience it. I don't want it. I just want to sit in the corner and watch. But when someone's in the corner watching, someone has to whisper. Has to ask questions. Has to make me exist. I don't want that. I don't want to exist, but I don't want to die either. It does make sense to me, but not everyone is me. I don't mind that either. But I want to be able to say that I am not existing and for people to understand. For them to not be concerned about the kid in the corner. About the guy sitting in silence. About your suspiciously quiet friend. I am simply not for now, and I hope you can accept that.
reblog this to have a Happy Wildcat New Year™
i watch baseball for the side quests
update: i think you should look at the reblogs for more important baseball hijinks
Just a peep doing what I want cuz that chaotic tumblr energy makes me feel sparkly! Call me Ozzy!
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