This is where I laugh/vent/escape. What happens on Tumblr, stays on Tumblr.
I have a tab open of a picture of Harriett Tubman that I switch to whenever my parents walk in and think I’m doing homework.
I think I’ve been doing it since fifth grade idk why they haven’t caught on I just stare intently at the picture until they leave.
I ACTUALLY HATE THE FEELING WHEN YOU CAN TELL YOURE LOSING INTEREST IN A SONG YOU REALLY LIKE