Thetyrantofanewera - Thetyrantofanewera

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going on pinterest and commenting “hmm… i find this really.. pinteresting…!” on every single post i see

Random tumblr thought

You guys know what I love about tumblr? The fact that there's no dislike button. There's an option to like a post if it makes you giggle. There's a button to reblog a post if it's cute or funny in a way that you want it representing you on your blog. There's an option to unlike a post if you've growm past liking it. There's a way to delete posts if you don't want them representing your blog anymore. You can blaze shit now... whatever the actual hell that means.

There are all of these options for helping content grow and keeping things around that bring you joy, but there's no dislike button. There's no thumbs down, because tumblr understands that the true opposite if love is indifference. If I don't like a post on my dash (I normally do because it's like 70% nondelphic posts at all times but that's not the point) I scroll past it. If a post or user makes me uncomfortable, I just hit the block button. No comfrontation or negativity required. And I just think that's nifty.

I just really love the tumblr app and community for that quality, how I rarely ever see any true negativity going around towards other members or content.

All right, that's it thanks for coming to my ted talk guys.

Happy to be included

YOU GUYS HELP I NEED HELP MY CAT IS LAYING ON MY LEGS AND HE'S SLEEPING BUT I HAVE TO GET UP BECAUSE SOMEONE IS AT THE DOOR BUT HE'S SO PRECIOUS AND MY PERFECT LITTLE ANGEL AND HE'S SLEEPING YOU GUYS WHAT THE FUCK DO I DO

REAL

I know exactly what happens next. But unfortunately, I must now explain it… with words.

i am nooooot locked the fuck in. im locked the fuck out. call the locksmith

Look, you guys... there truly is no right way to find inspiration. Today, I ended up writing from the perspective of an undercover alien exploring earth for the first time and deadass my only inspiration was a convo my friends were having about how I could be the next Diddy if I went on a date with my 17 year old friend who keeps asking me out.

According to her, my "street name" is now K Diddy and I have no choice in the matter.