I get why ppl are leaving tumblr but ive never deleted an account for anything in my life and if tumblr wants me to leave theyre going to have to kill me themselves
i just had the weirdest moment, i was feeling my front teeth with my tongue because they’re the tiniest bit crooked, and then i had the thought “i’ll check if they’re also crooked in my other mouth” and then i realized to my shock and confusion that i have only one mouth, leading me to believe that in a past life i was a terrible monster with two mouths
A few months ago, I thought to myself “Mmm I’m so tired… how much longer in this one again?” and I knew instinctively what I meant by ‘this one’ was this body and this life. I then spend a few wide-eyed moments having an identity/existential crisis like how many times have I been on this earth to have such an instinctive response to being bone-weary to my soul? No one can really answer, especially not me.
me, in september when the leaves started changing and the weather was a little cooler: seasonal depression WHOM???????i am healthy and HAPPY and i LOVE fall! pumpkin spice lattes yas! what was i THINKING? i’m remembering it as worse than it was in years past!!
me, 8 days into november when its freezing and getting dark at 5pm: ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh. oh ohoh OH. oh ya………