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loved the age where you could look up paranormal stuff and have no gauge of what’s real/fake so you’re just like “oh my god …. a ghost caught on tape and no one is talking about this”
ten year old me after seeing the grainiest picture imaginable of a figure in a cemetery:
this is like scrooge seeing his own grave in a christmas carol
Love reblogging a picture of Tumblr’s grave on Tumblr
the whole concept of tiktok being the new tumblr for kids makes me insane bc imagine the stupidest shit you’ve said on here as a kid but instead of a text post no one cares about it’s a video of you physically saying that shit out loud on the internet forever. i would just have to die
friends to almost-lovers to enemies to a friendship resurrected with lingering love and lingering wounds that can either be carefully bandaged or left to fester
