Like the fact is, being a gay stereotype when you’re gay is actually quite fun and spending years of your life trying to avoid doing it for the approval of homophobes is not fun.
Communication is so wild though like you can spend hours thinking someone is mad at you and then when you ask what’s up they’re like “yeah my mom really pissed me off earlier” and it turns out you were just assuming it was about you. And now you don’t have to carry that stress anymore
Or you could finally work up the nerve to be like “hey I’m not a huge fan of this thing we do together” and the other person is just like thank god I also don’t like that thing. And then neither of you have to do it anymore
OR even crazier, you can be like “I’m having this problem and idk what to do about it” and they’re like “what about this?” and they just solve the entire thing and you realize again how smart and clever your friends are
idk about yall but if tumblr gets shut down (which is a very reasonable concern to have) we literally don’t have an alternative
still thinking about this. ok imagine tumblr is just too unprofitable and it’s shut down like tomorrow. where are you going? twitter? you’re gonna look me in the eye and tell me you’re going to fucking twitter? instagram? reddit? tiktok? FACEBOOK? do you wanna resuscitate vine? like genuinely, truly, please answer the question of where you would redirect your followers and mutuals in case tumblr was shut down tomorrow, because i don’t think many people understand that genuinely and honestly there is no other social media platform that has the same level of customization, tagging system, overall user-friendliness as tumblr, it’s not perfect and i’m not saying that, but dude it is absolutely not better out there
I hate it I hate what it does What it makes me think What it makes me feel I wish I could make it stop Anxiety is the bane of my life Putting ideas that just appear so ridiculous it’s impossible Yet I seem to believe them a tiny bit Anxiety makes me fear that all the good in my life are fake or will disappear in an instant I think up worst-case scenarios that make no sense I think of how everyone will one day turn against me in a blink of an eye I never asked for anxiety So whoever gave it to me I’d like to return it and get my refund back
