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
hey, you, you’re finally awake. you were trying to post some nipples, right? walked right into that staff ambush, along with me and that pornbot over there
All I know is my dash is 90% more nudity than ever before, now.
we got no jobs, no future, no planet or economy or society that haven’t been fucked up by the generations before us, but you know what we have tons of?
O live this video and the amount on info about female fashion it gives us.
Also: big mutton sleeves are everything.
And that comment about the female-presenting ankle made me spill my drink XD
I mean, it would have been considered somewhat titillating. Victorian porn was legit, nude and/or overtly sexual porn, I will remind you, not just ankle-baring chemises