This is what it’s all about. Saturday night. At home. Switching between the same 4 apps on my phone. Getting scared.
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@dykeismo
This is what it’s all about. Saturday night. At home. Switching between the same 4 apps on my phone. Getting scared.
Executive dysfunction is when there’s gas in the tank but no fuse. Either that or the engine is fine but the breaks don’t work. Or somehow both.
I often forget that people outside of my little corner of the internet don’t see problems related to reproductive organs as gender neutral and making jokes about my very manly uterus won’t go over well with the normies
me analyzing my favorite characters:
I’m soooooo embarrassed. My lord told me “good night,” but I thought he was calling me a good knight, and, well, you could hear it clink against my codpiece.
when avoiding the task doesn’t even free you from the obligation of it because youll still be thinking about it fucking constantly
we need to bring back inviting people over for cake and coffee. my grandma used to do that all the time and I think it's a lost art
— Time passing isn’t an apology. (via letsbelonelytogetherr)
oh my god i almost forgot to tell you all about how, while my dad was visiting, i had an infestation of every single kind of bug in my house that hasn't been a problem before or since. like i'm not kidding i evicted so many creeping crawlies that week and couldn't for the life of me stop mosquitos from stealing my blood, but as soon as he left they vanished. and i mean, sure, there's a perfectly rational explanation, because two people make more mess than one and he has a habit of leaving the windows wide open enough to fly a jet engine through day and night, but i can't help but think how symbolically on the nose it was. the ancestral rot at the heart of my family so gothic it's got ants and flies buzzing around its decaying corpse.
hey so update but i haven't been harassed by a single freaky little beast since my dad left even after leaving some crumbs on the floor as an experiment to see if they attracted any ants so i think my dad might just be bugs actually
"girl dinner" "boy kibble" can y'all just eat a meal gender neutrally
gender neutrients
hey is anyone else sick of having to adapt to horrible conditions over and over again
the humble woolly mammoth
when avoiding the task doesn’t even free you from the obligation of it because youll still be thinking about it fucking constantly
damn he really is an all-time poster
this is huge… a three chair event
happy pride month. 🌈
graffiti discourse is so stupid why the hell would I give a shit if people spraypaint their names or do some cool paintings under a bridge
sorry didn't realize the bridge has to be plain beige concrete. that was a load bearing plain beige concrete if anyone tags it the whole bridge collapses