i dont really… WANT… to leave tumblr. ive been here since 2011
no other platform has the right format for me to just randomly barf actual thoughts, joaks, and genuine creative content all in the same breath. i dont know how to compartmentalize
every other platform you gotta be a real person. Here you are you’re icon and username and whatever your hyperfixation is at the current moment
on tumblr you can make a post that just says “minecraft” and get 50k notes, where on twitter you have to steal tweets and instagram you have to be hot. tumblr is more like a bunch of kids let loose in walmart where there are no rules and the only god is a bald swedish man
in before nazis twist this around and say we’re being intolerant
I read an interesting article once that said that in a tolerant society, the only way to keep it working was to become intolerant to intolerance if that makes sense.
It’s called the irony of tolerance or something like that. And it was written in the 1940’s. Give you one guess as to what inspired that article.
I just saw some article about how leg makeup is a summer beauty essential, and that’s how I know we’re in hell! Ladies, it’s your duty to #empower yourself by covering your entire fucking body in a sarcophagus made of contoured concealer ($275.50 from sephora) so that the general public doesn’t end up vomiting en Masse and forever shunning you after being forced to witness how unforgivably disgusting, offensive, ugly, and un-instagrammable your uncovered skin is!!!!!
I saw some products the other day labeled “workout-ready makeup"— not just waterproof or sweatproof, which would make sense, because I live in Florida (it’s hot, sweat-proof anything is important, right up there with sunblock sometimes); or even euphemistically referring to sex, because this makeup was packaged and shelved alongside the sort of “teenybopper” makeup selections aimed at junior high & high school girls.
No, it was marketed under the concept… that one needed makeup to be ready to work out, and which would itself outlast that workout. Stuff like blush & contour… not waterproof mascara or anything, but on top of that, to make sure your cheekbones & nose look shaped up before you hop on a treadmill.
Who the fuck is that performance for? Why the fuck is that even a thing, let alone a thing some people (including kids) are gonna see & fully think is necessary?
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