The 81 bus to Jefferson Park took so long that many of the people waiting at the bus stop started doing subsistence agriculture and crude pottery
Time 2 climb
my itsy bitsy ass when the sun comes out and dries up all the rain
no this is about ME when i’m BOULDERING
this isn’t about that damn spider
this isn’t about her
This is what happens when you’re still on tumblr as an adult, you start reblogging shit like this
guy who gets increasingly confused when an 80’s song fades out so he turns it up louder and louder and gets blasted so hard by the next song starting that he dies
Okay this comment I just came across deserves its own post. Imagine showing this to someone who's never used Tumblr and explaining why haikus are relevant in this context.
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