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Every mattress is a patch of the flesh of the great bedbeast. And when we go to sleep we are cuddling him :)
the horrors are endless. but we stay silly :3
hot take but i actively miss when tv shows were like 20 episodes a season. slow down. let me get to know the characters. let them do something dumb and not consequential to the plot for one fucking second i'm begging you.
Are you implyin to me that a shramp managed to frah this rice? It's preposterous! But it intrigues meh so.
@moonshine-dan
“what’s your five year plan” bro i wake up every day confused by the fact that i’m even alive
women need gnocchi
will i ever feel fergalicious again
In 1561 an innkeeper called Hew Draper was imprisoned in the Tower of London for sorcery. Whilst incarcerated he made these carvings in the walls which displayed astrological symbols and numbers.
#hew this is not helping you beat the sorcery charges
my autopsy results came back negative There was nothing in there
formulating summer
y'know what? the stained glass window designers had the right idea, we need more angels with kaleidoscope wings.
To be understood.
To be appreciated.
To be respected.
To be seen.
To be felt
To be accepted
To be taken care of.
To be treasured.
To be loved.
To be heard.
To be protected
To be wanted
To be needed
listening to music you loved when you were younger feels like a connection with your past self. like did she know I’d be listening to this exact same song so many years in the future? she couldn’t have imagined the person I am now. it feels like a hand reaching through time. like looking at the moon and realising that throughout history other people have looked at the same moon and felt the same way. a moment when the boundaries of time blur and it’s just me, enjoying music, connected with all the past versions of myself who are listening to this same song
"never trust how you feel abt ur life after 9pm" is a spring & summer & fall rule. for winter it's never trust how u feel abt ur life after 4pm
i love it when a guy is old and sad and a dramatic fucking cunt
officially diagnosed with bed too cozy disease
poor old granny scorpion-shoes. no one ever saw her death coming
it was pneumonia.
yes, her pet scorpion pneumonia, who lived in her shoe. tragic.
he shot her point blank