Just because I love the unrequited, friends to lovers trope with tons of angst and sexual tension does not mean I want/need to experience it in real life.
Nobody ever talks about what it’s like to live alone. It’s my birthday and I’m all alone. My work friend is sick and I’m almost certain my boyfriend forgot it’s my birthday. I live too far away to just randomly go home for a few hours, so now I get to do the one thing that I didn’t wanna do--sit at home by myself and stare at the wall.
Just imagine you are in 2015 and you see Harry with his first rainbow flag and you don’t know yet that at some point in the future, he will be at a premiere of a film in which he plays a gay character, and he has a necklace of a dick around his neck, a huge nod to Oscar Wilde gay signaling on his lapel, and a handbag in his hand.
not to be earnest and sincere but using this site really is starting to feel like a genuinely unique and enjoyable experience compared to most other social media apps and how they operate now. and i think all of the cringe i used to feel at still being on tumblr after all these years is turning into unabashed fondness for the people and the environment on here