farewell, good hunter
bloodlust

*fills my own schedule with events and tasks that are fun or good for me*

Well what the fuck. Where’s my seven daily hours of dicking around time.

ME

願わくば

地獄の底まで

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overlord-puffin:
“ grawly:
“ grawly:
“shoutout to the League of Legends macOS client daisychaining three fucking apps with slightly different icons that break if you launch the wrong one first
” ”

shoutout to the League of Legends macOS client daisychaining three fucking apps with slightly different icons that break if you launch the wrong one first

"mutuals can message me" "mutuals can ask for discord" mutuals can tear me to pieces with their claws and scrap me for spare parts. btw

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i love being friends with bitches who won’t shut up. i never know what to talk about. please tell me your whole life story and then infodump to me about warrior cats or greek history

Am I getting a good grade in tumblr mutual?

Reblog to give the person you reblogged from a good grade in tumblr mutual

Im not American so please forgive me if this comes across as rude but when Americans start a sentence with "during the 2016 killer clown craze-" I can't help myself. Talked about like it was a force of nature. Said with a nonchalant air like its an inevitable part of growing up. The killer clown craze.

Newtons 4th law is that for every "it's so over" there's an equal and opposite "we're so back"

Me showing my mutuals from one fandom a blorbo from another fandom knowing damn well they dgaf:

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POV: You’re a tumblr app user

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if you are distressed about not receiving a response from someone you'd like to be actively talking to, you have to take a moment. step back from the conversation, put yourself in their shoes. perhaps they're busy with something right now. you have to consider the possibility that maybe they hanging upside down by their ankle. everybody has their own schedule, and sometimes people spend time away from their phone or computer because they are currently suspended from a tree branch by a rope tied around their ankle that they unnoticingly stepped in because it was concealed by a pile of leafs. it's not that they don't want to respond; imagine that they can see their phone screen on the ground below but it's a good few inches out of reach and even if they bounce and flail on the branch their fingertips just can't touch it. sometimes life gets in the way

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tumblr user wrenhavenriver this is the best idea I've ever heard