i am uncomfortable
dad: son i have something to tell you
son: im adopted arent i?
dad: well no....not exactly...son...my son....you came out of the toaster
son: oh...dad....this is....i cant believe it...
tumblr has defiled my sense of humor and now I’m on this new tier of humor that no one in real life understands
“you shouldn’t be depressed, people have it worse than you”
finally, after years of searching, the person with the worst life ever is found. formally, they are granted permission to be sad. but only them. only they have earned it. no sads for anyone else at all ever









