Does Tumblr Have A Similar Stigma About

I will always remember that at one point, somewhere on the internet, there was a picture of my favorite substitute teacher gently holding a burger in the palm of his hand.

Gorgeous coloration on these fossilized gar fish scales.

Why is everyone more cool than me. this is so mean guys stop being cool. stop it's mean.

What I thought working in a library would be like,

What it's really like,

What it's really really like,

I just adjusted and heard my bones crack, theyre not supposed to do that unless I tell them too.

One of the games I like to play when I’m driving or whatever is to try and come up with the most out there paper titles based on the song stuck in my head.

Today’s is “Are YOU sleeping, Brother John?: a feminist deconstruction of the Christofascist child indoctrination in Frére Jacques.” and I might have to stop playing cause how will I ever top that?

Me at me: "why am I always so tired I feel like I can't do anything, I'm so lazy."

Also me: I am in band -constantly- Monday and Thursday afternoon, Tues and Thursday mornings, I have school and homework and I procrastinate because my brain says fuck you. I'm in a semi functional household, I'm grieving the loss of a love one, I just got a new dog. I always push myself academically because if I got taught that if im not the best then I'm nothing.

You can be doing nothing sometimes, drink some tea, read a good book, paint a simple picture, write a dumb poem, make a bad joke. It's okay, I'm doing my best and I'm enough.

IMCOMINGONHEREBECAUSEIDFEELLIKEANASSHOLEIFITALKABOUTMYPROBLEMSINTHEDISCORDSERVERANDBOTHERMYONLYFRIENDSAGAIN.

I hate when people don't believe me when I say I'm good without something.

You don't have to buy me things to win my affection, I'm not trying to be considerate of your finances, I just don't want a drink. It's okay. Sometimes I'm just not hungry and I'm not interested in that last cookie. It's okay that I really like that thing, I just don't want it. I know that eating it right now isn't what will make me feel good.

Why can't friends and family respect that I sometimes don't want things, sometimes I just want a glass of cold water with a straw. And that's good enough for me.

I know nothing!