Latest Posts by abreviat - Page 7

Still thinking about this sunset, even if its years ago.

Yk why I like Tumblr so much?

Because it is the best social media.

It is unknown enough for people not to ask you abt it and is know enough to have people of all sorts and a community for anyone.

Everyone seems so nice.

There is no pressure for posting or anything, no algorithm to respond to, you only see your silly little things if you want to.

Also followers are not visible and that is amazing.

Pls add reasons if you want, but for me the ultimate reason is that I was able to make more friends here in abt a month than my 3 years on other social media.

i was born with the compulsive need to do my own thang

can’t stop smiling in inappropriate situations

bro,,, to be seen as poetry???? to have someone look at you and see art?????? bro.

No one warns you about how addictive it is to do fuck all.

ever since i was a small child i knew i wanted to have an unemployable skillset

still thinking about this youtube comment i screenshotted ages ago

2023 recap!!!

jan: forgot

feb: forgot

march: forgot

april: forgot

may: forgot

june: forgot

july: forgot

aug: forgot

sep: forgot

oct: forgot

nov: forgot

dec: forgot

'you wouldn't pirate a-' i would steal anything from any company. anything in the world. i dont even want it i just hate you

when I was around twelve I used to sit at the family computer and send hatemail to a white french dude named Jacques who was a self proclaimed communist on Tumblr. This was back in the day when you didn't need a blog to send anon hate. I had no real beef with him but I just didn't like his tone. used to send him "SHUT UP Jacques" periodically. and he'd answer every single one of my asks like "who is this?? show your face or I'll fucking kill you" and I'd be like "now now, that doesn't make sense, jacques" all haughty and he'd get so fucking mad at me. One time he posted a selfie and I sent him an ask claiming I was a psychologist and that his hair parting suggested that he wasn't a communist at all. and he took it deliriously serious and went off on a 2,000 word rant. I can remember going to stay at my grandparents over that weekend, so I didn't even respond to the rant until I came back. I could've chosen to end it there, but when I returned, I sent him another ask which was like "psychologist here again: if you were a communist your hair parting would be in the middle. evenly distributed. All behavioural signs point to someone who doesn't take their own values seriously." and he went ballistic. really swearing at me. all caps type beat. he never turned the asks off, btw. which always made me wonder if he didn't know how to, or if he didn't want to cause he was convinced he was fighting a war, and this action would ensure he lost it. anyway this went on for weeks until one day I completely forgot about him like he was some kind of childhood imaginary friend I'd conjured up in my loneliness. but yesterday I happened to recall the whole scenario, because my buddy was like "remember when you were twelve and I came over to your house, and you showed me on the computer how you'd been terrorizing this random French guy for days on end. And you were laughing like fucking crazy. and I said it wasn't funny because he probably had problems, and you were like 'oh.' and you looked a bit guilty for a second, but then you went and got a grapefruit from the kitchen and threw it out of the second story window at my kid brother, who was playing in the street, and then you started laughing again?" Well. when she put it like that, needless to say I felt bad. so Jacques if you're out there I'm sorry I was such a little shit. you had totally normal hair, and you only wanted people to share stuff. If it's any consolation I know every day of my life that I'm probably going to hell for the sick things I have done

ever since I was a little girl I knew I wanted to run low on storage space

enough about the eroticism of cannibalism what about the eroticism of parasitism. this is our body because i live in you.

fucjing idiots. Anyway I need a woman to kill me before Wednesday

i love this site bc everyone straight up encourages being out of your goddamn fucking mind

I need a job where I just untangle strings and cords for people for hours every day

as i should

Actually speaking of solitaire I am prohibited from playing solitaire rn cuz I unironically had an addiction like I would play solitaire all day and night I would not sleep cuz I wanted to play solitaire instead it was BAD I was missing school and shit just to play solitaire……whenever i was doing something and couldn’t use my phone or card deck I would play solitaire in my head

I remember waking up one morning and the first thing I did was take my phone and start playing solitaire I played like 5 rounds i realized that the phone didn’t look like my phone and it disappeared and I realized that I just spent like 30 minutes at least hallucinating that I’m playing solitaire