i’ve never felt so tired in my life, things never seem to truly change. one moment i feel like the world has become a little lighter, a little easier to hold and maybe i even smile through the responsibility of hefting it on my shoulders. the next the weight has increased tenfold and i can feel my muscles buckling as i struggle to keep everything in place, to keep every building standing tall and every tree rooted to the ground. i struggle to make sure the salt water trapped in the oceans behind my eyes doesn’t leak into a tsunami of destruction. that the earthquake that is my trembling hands and shoulders is not unleashed. that i do not demolish the small buildings of happiness and uproot the small beginnings of stability. my name may not be atlas, i may not be a god, but i fill his role all the same.

“If you saw Atlas, the giant who holds the world on his shoulders, if you saw that he stood, blood running down his chest, his knees buckling, his arms trembling but still trying to hold the world aloft with the last of his strength, and the greater his effort the heavier the world bore down upon his shoulders - What would you tell him?"

"I…don't know. What…could he do? What would you tell him?"

"To shrug.”

- Ayn Rand

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Dinah: Ollie and I are getting married!

Barbara: Don't share your personal problems with everyone.

*Carmy, stressed asf on Thanksgiving, channeling his inner mad scientist*

Carmy: “Ha! I did it! I did it!”

Y/N: “What, Carmen, what did you do?”

Carmy: “I cooked a turkey!”

Y/N: “Oh, wow…”

Richie whispers to Y/N: “This guy’s always fishing for compliments.”

you know what trope pisses me off the most? when the protag is pointing a gun at somebody and they’re like “you won’t do it. you’re too good” and the person holding the gun is like oh shit i am and they slowly lower the gun while the other person laughs. WHAT THE FUCK. if i were there, and somebody told me “you won’t do it” i would immediately shoot them dead without hesitating. who are you to tell me what i wont do. musty bitch

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Oat milk is made by milking goats and then putting the milk through a fine filter to extract all the "G"s

2014 Tumblr wasn’t about whatever Tik Tok thinks it was about. 2014 Tumblr was about overanalyzing Captain America: The Winter Soldier and that one website that let you play Cards Against Humanity online

whiteboard doodles

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The reason Joseph knew Mary didn't cheat on him is because he knew Mary was Trans and she was begging to god for Joseph to get her pregnant and god helped a bad bitch out

Mary was a trans woman

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oh this-

this hurt my feelings. severely.

Shout out to the ten primate species, four bat species, elephant shrews, and the Cairo spiny mouse. Nobody else gets it