Was driving with my grandmother and in broken English she says “no eyes… no nose… no face. Don’t trust.” To which I looked around wildly in search of this omen of ill portend.
Cybertruck. It was a cybertruck.
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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cherry valley forever
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open

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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

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trying on a metaphor
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if i look back, i am lost
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

祝日 / Permanent Vacation

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Was driving with my grandmother and in broken English she says “no eyes… no nose… no face. Don’t trust.” To which I looked around wildly in search of this omen of ill portend.
Cybertruck. It was a cybertruck.
a truly indescribable hour of television
TARYVAN. OF COURSE. TARYVAN. HE CALLED IT FUCKING TARYVAN.
it’s pride month, minions. you know what that means
do you want us to, like, cast gay spells my leige?
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guys what should my 10,000th post be
im so fucking stupid
APOLOGIES IF I JUST SCARED U BY LIKING YOUR COLE SPROUSE POST FROM 2012
i am collecting these ancient relics for a good reason. in the (annoying) words of the man himself
Good news! This story exists, it’s called The Strange Case Of Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde
Trying to sleep during a heatwave is a great reminder that all oil executives need to die painful painful deaths
I just learned yesterday that watermelons could explode when overripe and then today one exploded in my kitchen. So I guess I'll never learn anything new ever again just to be safe.
Pls let me share this beautiful tag with the masses milord
You have to still love that girl when she hits her wall mid conversation and you see the light leave her eyes
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I Love Boosters (2026) dir. Boots Riley TEASER TRAILER | IN THEATERS MAY 22
the potion seller discourse is insane. cop walks into a chemist's lab and demands pure undiluted morphine. chemist says hey i don't make this for human consumption. cop insists repeatedly, crying, shitting himself. in no way is the potion seller in the wrong here.
"the potion seller is an asshole who should have just given the knight the potion!"
you would not last 1 day in customer service
No, see, he's an asshole for not giving the cop the potion to kill himself with.
See i would absolutely agree with this take but being directly responsible for killing the Knight would tarnish the Potion Seller's name across the kingdom. + the Knight is insisting he's going to die in battle anyways.
clearly this is why your url is pretend-wizard 🙄 we don't know that the potion seller can't make potions that let knights handle stronger potions, all we know is that the potions that the potion seller does have are too strong. if he is effectively a pharmaceutical supplier, he probably would be supplying to other potion sellers lower down on the chain to sell distilled & diluted versions of his potions. but this, like everything, is simply an inference. with our limited facts at hand, i choose to side with the worker rather than the landed gentry.
I once made a potion that kills you but the undying one drank it and lived and it ruined my reptutation so now i'm forced to weave small coats for beetle grubs. i cant complain the beetles have good money but now whenever im spotted on the street the peasants mock me and call me beetleboy
hi beetleboy LOL hows your beetles. loser
Why the hell does [tumblr] app have a whopping 3.5gb of cache. What could it possibly be storing.
I’m in there. Hi. Please don’t clear it
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Men Moments
Unexpected smiles …
Always reblog twirling man.
unexpected whimsy
something something the deeply ingrained instinct to respond when someone offers you a handshake fundamental need for humans to connect and the extension of hands as a peace gesture something something in this essay
had a fucked up dream i had a book that turned out could never be read again the same as the first time because each reread the characters became incrementally more aware that the events of the book had happened before and they were “reliving” it and i reread enough times that they became self aware, figured out they were in a book, acknowledged me as the reader, and some lost their minds or had existential crises, became violent to other characters or themselves, some begged me to never stop reading or they ceased to exist and others begged me to end it all stop reading and keeping them trapped in the endless loop of torment, and the literal only way to get the book back to its first run was to hand it off to someone else to read for the first time and for some reason i physically couldn’t tell anyone about it so i’d have to just hope whoever i gave it to would only read it once and i could never open the book again to check if they were okay and back to normal because i was terrified of fucking them all up again :(
i'm glad people are finding this fun as a concept and making references to stuff that this reminds them of but i really gotta express how bad of a nightmare this was for me. i had fallen in love with the original story and characters (though on waking i couldn't tell you the details), unintentionally warped their story beyond recognition, and found myself an unwitting god that could not provide mercy for some without doling torment to others. one of the characters started offing themselves every time i started another reread. stress dream doesn't even begin to cover it