(keeping the name, this blog is now “sleepmurder-defunct” and I’m not posting to it anymore)

SLEEP MURDER

daaaaang gurl

infinityonyolo:

have you ever fallen in love with a song and put it on repeat for 8 days straight and literally bathed in it and memorized every word and breath and drum beat and guitar string and just married it because wow perfect and then overplayed it and got bored of it but still had a special place in your heart for it

because i have

every. fucking. time.

faganchelsea:

Don’t you ever get tired of screaming at each other to “check your privilege”?

We get it. Someone else got a pony ride and you didn’t.

Seriously, though, how do these people interact with other humans in the real world? I imagine they must all just sit in silence and internalize their rage until they can go back to their computers and furiously crysturbate to DeviantArt.

I had “transethnic,” “fictionkin,” AND “vanilla privilege” all cross my dash in a 24-hour period.

What are these people doing? Is anyone really that desperate to be oppressed or to have problems? Would developing a warm, fun personality for their IRL interactions not be a more fruitful solution to the social ostracizing they are no doubt compensating for?

I guess if you say, “No one likes me and my life is hard because I am actually a toaster inside and society wants to crush my spirit and marginalize me,” it’s a lot easier to swallow than, “No one likes me and my life is hard because I’m incredibly socially awkward and instead of working on that in some tangible way, I bury myself in online communities which reinforce my delusions and remove me even further from reality.”

But that doesn’t mean you should try and legitimize it, or yell at unsuspecting internet denizens for treading on your “oppressed” toes.

Ugh.

LOOK AT YOUR LIFE, TUMBLR. LOOK AT YOUR CHOICES.

LOOK AT YOUR LIFE, LOOK AT YOUR CHOICES.

War. War never changes.

thestuntkid:

this is how i tumble.