when reading, we don’t fall in love with the characters’ appearance. we fall in love with their words, their thoughts, and their hearts. we fall in love with their souls.
stuff you ask your mom:
- mom where’s my towel
- mom what do we eat for dinner
- mom what time is it
- mom where’s my phone
- mom when do you come back
- mom what day is it
stuff you ask your dad
- dad where is mom
How I feel when I eat,
How I feel when I exercise
How I feel when I restrict food
things tumblr staff needs to do:
- remove post limit
- remove ask limit
- delete hoarded urls that havent been used in over a year
- fix their video player
- fix this
- a multiple tag search option
- actually working block option
- be able to post captions in anything else except text posts
things that tumblr staff has done:
But seriously, If I were my dad I wouldn’t like me too much either. If I were anyone I wouldn’t like me too much. I am me and I hate me, But I still like myself better than I like you.
Tumblr needs more of this….whatever this is.
This is artwork by Emmy C. I suggest you give her gallery some love.
Finally! Doris has shown up on my dash!