i went to fuck island

(they didn't recognize you at all)

[fuckislandsfinest]

fuck island is a fictional island that a lot of original characters live on. the name of the island is fuck island. yay

[ifeelsosheri]

My parasite says i cant do that anymore sorry

[ifeelsosheri]

My parasite says i have to go

[bebs-art-gallery]

Selene (1886)

— by Ferdinand von Keller

[wizardshark]

They're doing nothing to me #controlgroup

[queersona]

therapist: cunt dracula is not real and cannot fuck you.

cunt dracula:

[queersona]

[jojo pose] count dracula. [different jojo pose] nice to meet you. [jojo walk cycle] alexa, turn down the music! [the obnoxious music doesn't change volume] mr harker

[virtualgirladvance]

Cuntula

[mysticalalleycat]

[sirpuntine]

Not only did mama raise a quitter, but she also raised a procrastinator, people-pleaser, doormat, coward, and liar, and you can’t put a price on that

[morepopcornplease]

fake Goncharov fans don’t even realize that Scorsese did NOT direct the 1973 cult classic. he was executive producer. 🤦‍♀️

The actual director is Natted JWHJ0715, and they deserve credit!!!

[onstoryladders]

It's Matteo JWHJ0715!!!!! Very talented director (italian mother, license plate father)

[official-lucifers-child]

[xrd]

I need everyone to see this tweet

[levon-deactivated20260124]

is posting on your own blog normal

normal things to post on tumblr

is talking about your life weird

how to come across as normal online

will having problems get me killed

[germsauce]

mentally ill lgbt fat hairy man call that a bi polar bear. does anyone know where the nearest hospital is

[playwolves]

you notice how these things always happen on "a night like any other". maybe if you want to be safe you should go out on a weird and fucked up night

[dogpuppy]

[ingosubmasters]

Me

[lestautism]

best thing a male character can do is be dog-coded. second best thing a male character can do is sob hysterically

[sticker-pop]

2024 Schinako Moriyama memo pad

[writing-is-a-martial-art]

truly some people have no genre savviness whatsoever. A girl came back from the dead the other day and fresh out of the grave she laughed and laughed and lay down on the grass nearby to watch the sky, dirt still under her nails. I asked her if she’s sad about anything and she asked me why she should be. I asked her if she’s perhaps worried she’s a shadow of who she used to be and she said that if she is a shadow she is a joyous one, and anyway whoever she was she is her, now, and that’s enough. I inquired about revenge, about unfinished business, about what had filled her with the incessant need to claw her way out from beneath but she just said she’s here to live. I told her about ghosts, about zombies, tried to explain to her how her options lie between horror and tragedy but she just said if those are the stories meant for her then she’ll make another one. I said “isn’t it terribly lonely how in your triumph over death nobody was here to greet you?” and she just looked at me funny and said “what do you mean? The whole world was here, waiting”. Some people, I tell you.

[taxidermycanine]

the fierce wolf in the natural habitat