Sometimes People Use “respect” To Mean “treating Someone Like A Person” And Sometimes They Use

Thought for the day:

What if, instead of making a wish to a shooting star, you ask it a question?

“man i’m glad none of my irl friends can see the shit i post on tumblr”

then i remember

the one

I neeeeeddd

what if you wore a shirt that featured a picture of you trying to claw your way out of the shirt with a horrid desperate expression and the text "THAT'S NOT ME THAT'S NOT ME I'M TRAPPED IN THE SHIRT"

Drunk texting this drunk texting that, it’s a surprise if I even know WHERE my phone is when I get drunk enough to text people

Vegan chicken nuggets

i like tumblr bc you don’t make friends by being cool you make friends by going RRRARRHGGHGHFHGEFGFHHGGHH (positive) in the tags

I'd like to remember Pope Francis as the Pope who called a ton of priests faggots, apologized for it, then called them all faggots again

i want kisses and talk with someone everyday

The people who say shit like "I don't dream about labour" when asked about their dream job make me sad. It's not their fault and it's an obvious conclusion to come to in the environment that we live in, but they really do seem to make no difference between work, and being exploited. You do want to work, it is inherent human nature to want to do things, you just don't want to slave for shit wages while making profit for someone else.

If art wasn't an option and I didn't have to worry about being profitable, I know what I would be doing: Keep a little shop selling secondhand-thirdhand buttons and buckles.

Thrift shops and secondhand stores could dump (or sell, whatever) their unsold and unwanted goods to me, and I could spend all day going through the heaps and picking them apart, plucking the still-perfectly-good buttons, zippers and buckles out of discarded things with threadbare fabrics and sell them.

Probably also making those little trinket storage boxes out of hollowed-out books. By hollowing out books that nobody wanted or read.

Hey, I’m just reaching out to people on Tumblr. You’ve probably heard of Jesus and God, but have you ever reached out to Jesus for problems in your life? Big or small. Not to make you uncomfortable, but did you know sin (in your life and other people’s lives) can really hurt you, it make feel like there is a void that is never satisfied. That void could be called a “God sized hole.” Sin sucks and not just in a societal cookie cutter way, but in a way that it feels like there is a decay within a person. That can be a lot to take in, but I hope it is good food for thought. I hope you’re having an awesome day!! 💕

Big, small, or God-sized, I've personally never had a problem with an unsatisfied hole that wasn't easily solved with lube.