my friend took in a stray and she’s the cutest kitty ever but he named her oil so whenever he sends a picture of her me and my other friends look like we’re roleplaying as the US military
Driving down a rural gravel road at night on an ATV produces some of the sharpest, intense feelings of terror. Just staring down the endless trees until the darkness swallows them whole. Any reflection in the headlights reminds you you’re not alone. It all feels very liminal. I took pictures on my last night ride in the winter, however my phone doesn’t do it complete justice. I need to go out again.
Learning to drive is so bizarre because like holy fuck I’m operating a machine beyond two times my size and even the slightest mistake could cost hundreds up to thousands of dollars and/or physical possibly fatal harm.
When I joined Tumblr I was really new to social media as a whole, like I’ve always been too shy to post anything and spend my time just kinda lurking. Which is odd because I am a fucking tornado of extroverted chaos out in the real world, and so I figured Tumblr would be a perfect place to try posting because y’all are batshit insane and I vibe with that. Yet I never found my flow, I’m like a court jester with no muse. I have no passion to craft he-ha hoo-ha’s. Then I get short bursts of ideas but I try to space my posts out. WELL NOT ANYMORE. I love Tumblr and I want to contribute more so it’s just going to be erratic spontaneous bursts of whatever’s brewing in my mind.
I just needed to put that into words, thank you for coming to my Ted Talk