how do i clean my room if i dont own a maid dress?
its over. you're fucked
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how do i clean my room if i dont own a maid dress?
its over. you're fucked
This is my unethical polycule. The nonmonogamy is consensual and negotiated we're just evil in other ways.
i cannot wait to financially afford who i really am
this blog is brought to you by unrestricted internet access as a child
can you curry anything else or is it just favor
i saw some comments on tiktok where people were talking bout how they found tumblr too hard to use and part of it being that there was no lack of dates so “what if you reblog or like something from five years ago?!”
buddy… we have posts circulating still from 2011, its literally just how it is
Being on tumblr for years like:
this post is 2 years old and it’s only going to get funnier as it gets older
This is how the entire internet was supposed to be. Before social media we made webpages and a webpage was supposed to be timeless, a permanent “shrine” to something we liked, intended to keep getting visitors and comments for as long as it stayed up. When “blogging” became a concept every blog post was supposed to be the same sort of long term fixture.
The idea that posts have some sort of freshness date comes solely from the poisonous garbage world of the engagement farming business.
creative processing
Sorry if I was weird it's because I'm weird
Need to investigate the flooding situation on my dash lately
i could add a few more stages to grief if they let me
duuude is that a losing dog? *gets out my wallet*
STOP! before you decide you are irretrievably doomed, try one of the following options:
Maybe do these in reverse order
2025 boyfriend: I have been DMing instagram models and purchasing their OnlyFans content with money from our shared bank account. Also, I am a high value redpilled male and you should work your ass off for crumbs of my affection.
Iron Age boyfriend: help girl they’re cutting my nipples off with a ceremonial knife and throwing my bound corpse into a bog
2025 boyfriend: Despite cheating on you and leeching off you for 6 months, I am going to have a screaming crying breakdown when you try to leave me and piss myself and get so very angry when you call my mom to come get me.
Iron Age boyfriend: the crops would not grow, they are saying I have displeased the gods, this is the only way to save the people, my blood will sate this land I have dishonored. also I have 6 parasites and 3 serious infectious diseases so I was going to go soon anyway I think.
I’d like to issue a public apology for not making it clear I have never had a boyfriend from the Iron Age and this post is a hypothetical creative work about the stark differences in quality of life and dating culture in 2025 and 2 thousand years ago in Iron Age Ireland. I am so sorry for not clarifying that and potentially spreading misinformation about the 6’6" Irish dreamboat that must have been the Old Croghan Man.