one of my favourite things about tumblr is how it’s all lovingly handpicked. there’s no algorithm forcing things onto your feed, but instead long chains of mutuals and followers passing posts around simply because they liked it and ooh, maybe you might like it too. the entire website runs on people’s sheer love of other people’s posts and it’s probably the best thing about this website. at least it’s definitely the reason that this place feels more like a community than any other social media.
slowly disintegrating friendships are like. i miss you. i love you. i wish so many good things for you. i wish for all the love u can get. i wish i was eating chaat with u rn. i hope we never meet again.
Yes I would do anything for you. No I can’t hold eye contact with you. I wish you goodness but I can’t be around to see it. I want you to miss me like I miss you. I love how you know me. I hate how you know me. I wonder if we’re thinking about each other at the same time. When did we become a thing of the past. Why are all of our memories from so long ago, why is our history the only thing we have in common. Your happiness heals. Your happiness hurts. I love you. I resent you.