To reduce my screen time, I have weaponised my overactive and entirely impractical levels of empathy for inanimate objects. Wym you’re picking it up again? While it was sleeping? You complete and utter monster, let it rest!!
And it works. It works like a CHARM. Silly problems require silly solutions!
[ID: a phone tucked in very cozy in a perfectly fitting wooden doll-size canopy bed with floral motifs. it has a little dishtowel as a blanket /End ID]
the thing i have discovered about being an adult is that every week you will have to spend 100 dollars.
i hate when streets are named shit like “1st street” and “2nd street” like you seriously couldn’t think of anything else?
thank u google thats exactly what i was looking for, not how many days she has been the prime minister of the united kingdom, her height in picometers. you can read my mind, google, its uncanny
the way being employed keeps you from video games and other various activities is so sick. genuinely demonic
“oh just do it when you come home” i am dead. “oh just do it on your days off” i am bearing with getting reanimated. after being dead throughout the week.
if you're on instagram get off that thing and go outside
if you're on tumblr hold fast and keep scrolling soldier