kloperslegend:

ceasarslegion:

Ive noticed recently that my generation has… no concept of what the various economic classes actually are anymore. I talk to my friends and they genuinely say things like “at least i can afford a middle class lifestyle with this job because i dont need a roommate for my one bedroom apartment” and its like… oughh

You guys, middle class doesnt mean “a stable enough rented roof over your head,” it means “a house you bought, a nice car or two, the ability to support a family, and take days off and vacations every year with income to spare for retirement savings and rainy days.” If all you have is a rented apartment without a roommate and a used car, you’re lower class. That’s lower class.

And i cant help but wonder if this is why you get kids on tumblr lumping in doctors and actors into their “eat the rich” rhetoric: economic amnesia has blinded you to what the class divides actually are. The real middle class lifestyle has become so unattainable within a system that relies upon its existence that theyve convinced you that those who can still reach it are the elites while your extreme couponing to afford your groceries is the new normal.

Middle class is being able to live 3 months comfortably without a paying job.

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raevenlywrites:

fairycosmos:

sudden urge to burst into tears. im not a toddler i just agree with their beliefs

• World is hard, scary, confusing
• Needs not being met
• Little to no control over my environment
• Overwhelmed and need some release
• Desperately want a nap

Yeah, that checks out

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pyrrhiccomedy:

those posts always go around that are like “if you’re on Tumblr and you’re over 25 blah blah blah” but honestly if you’re on Tumblr and you’re under 25, I don’t know how the fuck you found this place. like I came here when it was actually kind of cool and then just never left because all my stuff was here. what’s your excuse

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homunculus-argument:

Hey btw I don’t know who needs to hear this, but those adults telling you that your teen years are the best years of your life? Yeah I don’t know what the hell they’re smoking, either. I’m 29 and every once in a while I just sit here and think “man, it sure sucked to be 14. Glad I never have to do that again.”

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narcissistcookbook:

qalbtalk-deactivated20231105:

kosmogrl:

“…use things to have good days.”

the loading screen trying to convince me to use even one of my 3000 consumables

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hichew76:

hichew76:

10+ years on Tumblr and all it took was a frog in thigh-highs to get to 1k notes. Y’all never cease to bewilder me.

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willowcrowned:

saw someone get engaged in a cemetery today, friday the thirteenth. so glad to know that somewhere out there some goth kid’s dreams became a reality

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transfemmbeatrice:

mobydyke:

the mountain goats make music for people who spent their entire lives convinced they would die before they were 17 except now they’re 26 and they have a job and friends and hobbies and they’re not sure what they’re meant to do now that they’ve survived

“I don’t think that I accepted that I wasn’t gonna die young until I was 26 or 27. I really don’t think I fully…when I was 14, 15, 16, 17–I mean I knew as sure as I know that I am wearing green shoes that I was going to die before much happened. It was a certainty for me. And I had shaken off the directly suicidal urge by the time I was 21 or 22, but I still was pretty sure I was going to die pretty young, it really felt like an inevitability. It takes a long time to realize no, you’ve changed…if you shared those feelings with people at some point you go, ‘well, I guess we’re going to stick around.’ And it’s a funky thing to admit because there’s a part of your inner younger self that kind of judges you for that.”

—John Darnielle

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transfemmbeatrice:

mobydyke:

the mountain goats make music for people who spent their entire lives convinced they would die before they were 17 except now they’re 26 and they have a job and friends and hobbies and they’re not sure what they’re meant to do now that they’ve survived

“I don’t think that I accepted that I wasn’t gonna die young until I was 26 or 27. I really don’t think I fully…when I was 14, 15, 16, 17–I mean I knew as sure as I know that I am wearing green shoes that I was going to die before much happened. It was a certainty for me. And I had shaken off the directly suicidal urge by the time I was 21 or 22, but I still was pretty sure I was going to die pretty young, it really felt like an inevitability. It takes a long time to realize no, you’ve changed…if you shared those feelings with people at some point you go, ‘well, I guess we’re going to stick around.’ And it’s a funky thing to admit because there’s a part of your inner younger self that kind of judges you for that.”

—John Darnielle

(via torsey-thetorsohorse)

kf1n3:

Wanted to paint this dog

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tideoftrash:

viktor-sbor:

A 10-millionth visitor to the  Rijksmuseum of Netherlands was allowed to spend the night at Rembrandt’s painting “Night Watch” with a bottle of wine and dinner.

me in my animal crossing house after that fox has sold me another fake painting

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florulfauna:

bits of my room rn :)

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simzart: