like there comes a point where you think something is fundamentally wrong with you. and then it turns out it’s just Friday and you haven’t washed your hair in three days and maybe you’re also just a little lonely and the combination of all three of those things is whittling a hole into your chest every time you breathe. but also the sun’s up. and you’ve survived everything so far, so you’ll survive this too, even if it hurts, even if you have to survive it many times.
For the record, the team in yellow is a sort of “performance” team, similar to how the Harlem Globetrotters played. Their entire shtick is doing goofy stuff like this, and it’s hilarious.
Tumblr already has a personalization algorithm it’s called my beloved mutuals who have great taste and only wish to psychologically damage me sometimes
LET ME JUST SEE THE RECIPE LET ME JUST SEE THE RECUPE LEMTE JUST AEE THE RECIPEM LET ME JSUT AEE THE RECIPE KET ME SER THE SAMON I WANNA MAKE SALMON RECIPE