#I want my time back

[li-an-nie]

Meowcome to Blue Lock myaster~ barou meow meow fanart

barou cat maid, the maid no one needed and no one ever wanted, including me and Barou himself

I can already hear it

I'm gonna come for you master nya~

I'm gonna FUCKING KILL YOU nya <3

...

I thought it would be funny drawing this. it ended up being torture

[browngirldominion]

Now that I have seen this travesty of a movie, I can say without out a shadow of doubt TYLER PERRY NEEDS TO HIRING SOME MOTHER fucking WRITERS. I need someone that has watched this movie on Netflix to tell me what the hell did I watch. The only saving grace was Kelly Rowland and Trevante Rhodes. I didn’t even understand the need for the gallery owner. She just sounded bitter and jealous once her cash cow stopped dipping his popsicles in her cookie dough.

AND THE ENDING WAS TRASH AS WELL

[alligatorbitesneverheal]

i just screamed at my phone bc this guys film “analysis” was the most nothing filled thing i’ve seen today

[queer-as-used-by-tolkien]

Sometimes... when it's late and Tumblr stops updating... nobody's posting anything... it's a ghost town and nobody's online... all rational, sane people are asleep... even the mentally unwell ones are asleep... regardless of timezone. It's the Tumblr witching hour. There's nothing on my dash except the last post of the day. Nothing more might come for hours. Tumblr is dead as a graveyard and I'm a ghost, haunting the abandoned ruins. And I'm relieved that there aren't any more posts on Tumblr. Because the soul-sucking web of faceless, nameless strangers has finally stopped demanding my time, stealing my sleep, hijacking my creativity, leeching the time I have with my family, draining my energy, and enslaving my soul. This ghost can rest, now. There are no more posts.

But all I can do is helplessly refresh. I want more. I want more and it's killing me. I'm not a ghost, I'm a zombie, I crave the meaningless drivel of social media over the meat of awareness and real life and creativity and my relationships and my family and touching grass and looking at stars and LIVING. I return to the webbed hellsite, an undead spider reeling me in while cackling at how quickly I return to her snare, abandoning all I hold dear. I'm zombified, puppeted, commandeered by the long reel of posts, each a fading, worthless thought in the depths of the online ecosystem that is Tumblr. It's abandoned, silent, dark - left for dead even by its regular inhabitants - and this ghost still lurks, this zombie can't walk away.

Its the tweet where someone says (paraphrased) "Sometimes I laugh at fantasy characters who are suffering adverse effects from a cursed amulet. Like just put it down, idiot. -and then there's me, taking psychic damage from my phone hours a day; ouyuhhfhfhfggghh. Ooooouuuuugggghhhhh. AAaaaaaaarrrrggghhhh."

It was meant to be a funny post but sometimes, in these late nights, when I realize all I want is more, it's all too real. And it's scary. It's haunting. It's killing me and I just want more.

...is this what addiction is like?

I'm relieved there are no more posts. Yet I zombie-slouch in the direction of more. I refresh, lifelessly, slowly, inexorably tapping the button again... and again... waiting for smth new. There is nothing. There is nothing. I am desperate. There is nothing. (Maybe I should sleep?) I can sleep! I am free!

Well... once I write this post about it. Once I write this post that never ends, bc I can't bear the thought of actually leaving. Once I write this post I'll go to bed.

... once I edit it.

... once I add to it.

Once I contribute to the web of faceless, nameless strangers drawing in everyone else.

God, help me. I want to LIVE.

[mangoxangel]

[ugartecoco]

good night to me only

[picory]

ehhh that's what i get for watching something with no prior knowledge of it... i was looking for something short and simple to watch and stumbled upon bunny drop (or usagi drop), an anime about a man (daikichi) deciding to raise his grandfather's illegitimate daughter (rin) after his passing. it's an adorable, cozy slice of life anime. only has one season, so i thought to read the manga to see where the story goes, but noticed some comments on the site i was watching it mention how the manga took an extremely bizarre and awful turn... turns out... after a 10 year old time skip, rin, then being a teen, develops romantic feelings for daikichi... and daikichi in turn doesn't turn them down. what the absolute hell. this leaves a sour taste after watching the anime... i really liked it... makes sense why there's no more seasons now. take this as warning i guess

[lemongogo]

life of regret

[what-am-i-doing-in-this-fandom]

Ah, Stan, not on the good rug!! Your fleas are jumpin' off and holin' up in there!!!

Guys, be real, he would have fleas he was a stray for ten years 🗣️

I just wanted to draw Stan stratchin' like a dog, you guys understand 🙏

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[egophiliac]

still ruminating over Lost In the Book With Spooky Skeletons Part 1, so here's a selection of some of my favorite little bits! (...some more loosely paraphrased than others) (I just feel like Idia has no room to criticize in general, okay)

anyway, I'm sure we're just going to have a fun time celebrating Halloween and nothing bad is going to happen whatsoever! :)

[anna-scribbles]

emma dupain cheng on the brain😽🎀

more:

[chloesimaginationthings]

Cassidy loves to scare the FNAF night guards..

[rahullkohli]

i am genuinely so terrified that when my dad finally moves out of my apartment i will sink into the heaviest depression where i will either not be able to function at all or i will overcorrect and be hyper functioning while feeling empty and dead inside and thinking of ways to d

[lil-lemon-snails]

[parisoonic]

pals drinking together (hand practice that got out of control)

[turtleblogatlast]

“…humming a tune.”

I am very unwell about alternate Leo.

(Song: 'Dream Sweet in Sea Major' by Miracle Musical)