once i take my bra off, don’t ask me to do shit for u bitch bc once that bra comes off, i am clocked out of life. i am done. i am finished. i am logged the fuck out.
I’m grossed out by the kind of stuff tumblr does to its users over an extended period of time
Grammar and punctuation is completely lost on some people, to the point where their posts are unreadable and irritating
And tumblr fosters and feeds this incredible narcissism and need to impress people- people who don’t really matter in the grand scheme of things.
my grandma is angry at my grandpa because when they went to the doctors the lady asked what he was allergic to and he said his wife
me on the outside: :)
me on the inside: >:)
why are 15 year olds so angry
Kind of afraid to ask Alan Rickman for his autograph.
look at the detail in her hair…
I read that they created an entire computer program to make each strand of her hair move the way it should with her body
like 2 years of this movie production was dedicated to her hair
I really do hope someone who worked on this has a tumblr and is sat with a single tear in their eye whispering “they noticed… it was all worth it, every single day…”
honestly my favorite thing ive ever made in photoshop is catloaf
my graphic arts teacher hung it on the wall in the ga computer lab
DO YOU SEE IT NOW?
What the fuck is happening to me
i googled basically “why isnt there something like grindr but for ladies” and the answer was “there have been but they all fail because men kept infiltrating them and being disgusting and predatory” amazing why didnt i figure that out on my own