Visited my Tumblr for old time sake since I haven’t been here for ages and I am contemplating of deleting this account permanently.

This platform is so much better compared to Facebook, Instagram or Tiktok that are the most relevant today. Well, Twitter too but for the past years, that has become my Tumblr. LOL

And gee, so much has changed… seeing all the stuff I wrote here. Totally different from who I am today.

Anyway, I wouldn’t miss the fact that I made (and even met!) few friends here and I am grateful for that. If you’re still here and stumbled upon this post, take care always. If we’re mutuals outside Tumblr, I love that! Hope we keep it that way.

That’s it. Wear your face masks all the time!

mentalhealth:

source

booksquoteslife:

— Lauren Oliver, Vanishing Girls

thoughtkick:

“When one door of happiness closes, another opens; but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one which has been opened for us.”

— Helen Keller

patterns-pets:

Your pets after you bring your phone out to film them doing something

benfoldsone:

limedtown:

mstupid:

mstupid:

That face cats have when they’re very young and they look like they just woke up from a four hour nap,, yeah

This one

@saintends

nightlyquotes:

“You will always be too much of something for someone: too big, too loud, too soft, too edgy. If you round out your edges, you lose your edge.”

— Danielle LaPorte, The Positivity of Pride

billycipher:

i listened to 60k minutes of music this year, and one of my friends texted me like “omg you literally spent 42 whole days listening to music you’re perfect” while another friend texted me with “are you okay. i listened to 11k and thought that was a lot. there’s not even time in the world for 60k” so split crowd on this one

lol how about for the people who listened to 1k minutes of music like me 🥴

orienta1ism:

i always feel completely normal and fine and on the verge of spontaneously combusting

cutegirlonline:

when your anxiety is constant but you do a really good job of pretending it’s not there

Originally posted by spongebrah

kristina100000:

obsessed with bed.. i love bed. obsessed with pillows blankets and such literally love sleeping

i just wish sleep would love me back because it’s so tough to stay asleep these past few months for me ever since pandemic.

sweetestsecrets:

“But my heart ached and ached for something I could not name.”

— Audre Lorde, Zami: A New Spelling of My Name (via theclassicsreader)