Rapper Macklemore posts on Instagram a song in support of Palestine called “HIND’S HALL” that will be on streaming platforms soon and all proceeds will go to UNRWA

drake in the studio right now

imagine dragons prematurely blew a fat load when they came up with such a righteous band name, with the price of being limp&dry ever since

when you're younger you make fun of it because it seems boring but one of the best parts of getting older and maturing is recognizing how simply lovely all that cliche shit is. sunsets really are so endlessly satisfying. the hint of lilacs in the breeze really is soft and delicate and sweet. sometimes it feels good just to successfully clean the sink, to find an affordable appliance in the color you've been wanting, to try a new recipe, to finally get through that one television series like how you've been meaning.

it seemed stupid because they tell you - it'll feel quick - but it does feel quick. when i was younger it was like time was molasses. i couldn't get out of there fast enough. all the eras of my life stretched out into taffy. but then you are 29 on a walk with a friend and you both just stop to smell the lily of the valley at your feet. you are both standing there, quiet, enjoying the simple moment of peace.

they say it gets better a lot, which used to have no meaning to me. better for me was undefined and daunting. but here is one way it got better without me trying - a few days ago i was walking my dog and stopped to stand in a sunbeam, turning my cheeks up at the shaft of golden fairylights, the dustmotes in the wood all shivering their little dancing bodies. a stranger stopped and kind of cocked her head and said basking? and i laughed nervously, already moving to get out of her way. instead, she said can i bask with you? and we stood there, full adults, a soundless hum in our chest. when the clouds came back over the sun, we made that awkward small talk - yeah i didn't expect it to be this chilly! and haha spring allergies are comin'.

and you pour yourself a cup of tea and are delighted when you measure the sugar ratio perfectly and you manage to parallel park correctly on the first time (probably because nobody was looking) and yoga really did help your lower back mobility and brown paper packages really do tug on your heartstrings and you love sweaters and furry blankets and watching your little potted plants grow one new and shining leaf and you want to find your younger self and say. yes, i am nostalgic for summers that bent like wheat and were buzzing with low energy and sleep. but darling. adulthood gets better because the time condenses into a prayerbook of your own psalms, these tender beautiful memories. it gets better because things become prettier, gentler, kinder to you - somehow. without you even noticing. you just get to the top of the hill and you realize - oh, this is the thing i've been missing.

rb if you’re a bi bitch who loves carbs

The thing neurotypicals tend not to understand about the ADHD brain is that it really only has two gears

I turn to the chalkboard and carefully write out

WORKIN' HARD

HARDLY WORKIN'

absolutely criminal how falling into bad habits is the easiest thing in the world while developing positive habits feels like fighting a literal war

"the early 2010s were better" no they weren't. "hey soul sister" was on the radio.

Kinda rude how it’s only Tuesday tbh

Me waking up in the middle of the night: *doesn't remember where I am, who I am, what the laws of physics are*

My brain, providing zero context: EVERYBODY DO THE WEENUS! THE WEENUS IS A DANCE!

Hello welcome my ADHD themed gameshow, "So you were holding it literally moments ago but now it's gone" the where YOU look for whatever you were just holding while going increasingly mad

i’ll show you REAL bisexuality *runs directly into the doorframe for some reason*

really? another album? didn't she just make one??

I once woke up at 8, freaked out about being late to work, got ready, got on my bike, and starting riding to work before realizing that the pub was awfully full for it being 8:25am.

i woke up in the middle of the night recently and immediately assumed that the 3:00 on my phone screen referred to PM and not AM. i started to freak out for sleeping in so late, and further so because of how dark and still the world was at three in the afternoon. no one was even posting on social media, had they all heard about my bad sleep habits? my grogged up mind eventually landed on a course of action, which was to open google and search "did something happen?"