I have decides to use this as a dumping ground for thoughts that I probably shouldn’t force anyone to see. I am sorry in advance
I’ve seen a lot of posts on my dash tonight about users who are threatening suicide, with other Tumblr members posting in effort to try to get ahold of them. I think you all should see this:
IF THERE IS EVER A TUMBLR USER WHO HAS POSTED A GOOD-BYE MESSAGE, SUICIDE NOTE, VIDEO, OR ANYTHING OF THE SORT, PLEASE FOLLOW THIS POST.
1. Scroll to the top of your dashboard.
2. See the circular question mark icon at the top? It’s the third one over from your home symbol. Click on that, and a screen similar to the one in the picture will come up.
3. Where you can type in questions, the box with the magnifying glass at the top, type in the word “suicide.”
4. Click on the first link that shows up. It should say, “Pass the URL of the blog on to us.”
5. Type in the user’s URL and tell Tumblr admin that the user is contemplating suicide and has posted a message indicating that they are going through with it or will be attempting. Hit send! Tumblr administration will perform a number of actions to contact the user and take the necessary steps to prevent the suicide.
TUMBLR: THIS COULD SAVE A USER’S LIFE. PLEASE DO NOT IGNORE SUICIDE THREATS.
Reblog this to keep other users aware. Suicide isn’t a joke, and neither is someone’s life. If you didn’t know this, someone else may not, either. Pass it on.
I am experiencing anatomically incorrect emotions
What animal looks like it would screm the loudest
the bare-throated bellbird is so loud that it can cause permanent damage to human hearing at close range!
and they absolutely look like it.
The wedding is about to begin!!
Cannot communicate with my spouse anymore. I told them that 💀 is the tone tag for Hamlet and they haven’t stopped responding to any messages containing it with “HAMLET????” since….
When I was very young, probably about 5, I freaked out my friend by asking to dissect the dead spider we found in his room
The two of us, and some other boy, were playing around in his room when he decided to move a box that hadn’t been moved since he gained the room the year or so before. He and the random boy were horrified to find a rather large dead spider curled up behind it. I on the other hand was delighted. Finally, a chance to dissect something.
Our mothers were alerted to our discovery by the screams of my playmates, followed quickly by the sound of a very unhappy child stomping down the stairs. In trudged me, frowning and holding the dead spider in both hands.
I complained to my mother that no one else wanted to dissect the spider, especially since it was already dead and thus we wouldn’t need to kill it. She then had to convince me that my friend’s mother, who at this point was several shades greener than usual, very much did not want me to leave it next to the tea for her to dissect later.
i am sick! and grumpy! and fully of mucus!!! and if anyone wants to buy me some ramen and/or tell me a story of humorously blundering childhood mishaps, that would be most pleasing indeed!
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Me and @beautifultrees07 are plotting to do a secret guerilla pumpkin patch in a neglected waste patch by a local freeway. It’s gonna look cute!
Call me whatever you want. Any pronouns, gender is whatever’s funniest in the moment19
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