Sojourn. They/them, 21, disabled, just my blog for mostly things I find interesting, I like, or that make me laugh, my art and such is on SojournTime-Aux, my khux blog is on keykid-database
twitter users stop importing your culture here. assimilate or go back to bird hell.
tiktok users stop importing your culture here. assimilate or go back to clock hell.
I was on the subway today, and when the train got delayed, this little kid was like, “fuck,” and a literal chorus of grown-ups went: “HEY.”
let him say fuck
idk if this is a trope or whatever but i love it so much when fictional characters massively downplay the severity of their injuries but in more of a comedic way than a tragic one. like some guy gets impaled and they just glance down at the shard of metal sticking out of them and say some dumb bullshit like “oh man. that’s gonna need some ice.” and then pass out while all their friends yell at them for being an unfunny idiot with terrible priorities.
every tumblr user: despite the fact that no one views or cares about my blog, i will continue to spend the majority of my life updating it
I aint posting for them. I’m posting for me.
I see your posts tho.
Hazards of following me
rb this to give the person you reblogged this from a gold star because they’ve been stellar today and they deserve it ⭐️
public transport should be free for everyone forever and I am not kidding. it’s not my fault that I’m disabled and poor and need to get places
Lying to children is fun when they know you are being ridiculous. When you hold up a carrot like “guys look at this huge Cheeto” and they all scream “NOOOOOOOOO that’s a CARE-OTT!”
“What? No, it’s my giant Cheeto.”
“NOOOOOOO!”
When I was a camp counselor a fellow counselor claimed that any silly camp song we sang was “his next hit single” and we should all follow him on SoundCloud and he stuck by this daily and it never ceased to amuse both the adults and the children.
When children are small and learning to count and you say the numbers out of order? Peak comedy.
“How many toys are there? Let’s see… oneeee, twooo, six!”
“NO! One two three!”
“What? Are you sure? Let me try again. One, two… six?”
“Noooooo!”
Once reduced a toddler into a fit of giggles by singing “A B C D E F Q.”