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i don't do bad sauce passes
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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Cosmic Funnies
One Nice Bug Per Day
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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Kiana Khansmith
AnasAbdin
we're not kids anymore.
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
d e v o n
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

@theartofmadeline
Keni

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@itsjustfrank
A horror story based on true events
i literally love you
reblog to delete america
i never win these giveaways but it doesn’t hurt to try
potential met gala theme: horror
Bride Of Frankenstein Directed by James Whale (1935)
true camp can never be achieved on purpose by rich people going to a party as the world dies around them, frank ocean says, and he’s right
I just had the best encounter with a child at Kmart. I was in the aisle shopping, and this girl and her dad come around the corner. The girl sees me and excitedly exclaims “There’s a human here!!” to which the father replied “Yes, there’s humans everywhere.”
bro do you realize you met aliens
not unusual for a kmart
Marilyn Chambers in David Cronenberg’s Rabid (1977)
Catastrophize Benedictine
Forgetful Ice Cream Sandwich
Executive Dysfunction Cake n’ Ice Cream
Unfocused Cereal
sensitive rice
Sloth bread
Crying spag bol
Suicidal Hot Pocket
Isolation Donut
Fatigued Macaroni and Cheese
fear of abandonment donut
Panic Attack Carrot
Suicidal Tendencies Corn Chip
Suicidality Scone
Self mutilation strawberries 🍓
im a fucking clown . but i am free .
living in the countryside really strikes the fear of god into you at the most random moments. you’ll just make eye contact with a cow or stare for too long into a brook and all of a sudden you’ll think something like “these are old bones and i am merely a passing occupant” and then you have to go and put the kettle on to cope
everyone who reads this post will get some big spicy joy within 24 large minutes (hours)
I’M H O L L E R I N G
“YOU ATE MY SALMON, YOU LITTLE SHIT”
my brain any time we have a hundred dollars: whoa, whoa, whoa…WHOA….stop the fuckin presses guys…..a “HUNDRED“ dollars? Like, a LITERAL hundred of them!? You serious!? That’s like…hold on let me do what I think math is….that’s like….INFINITY dollars. That’s THE big number. TEN TENS, BABY! We can afford ANYTHING! Food! Shoes! Gas! More food! Entertainment!! EVEN more food!!! We are ROLLING in those ten fuckin’ tens!!!! UNSTOPPABLE!!!!
the same brain as soon as we no longer have a hundred dollars: whu…..uh…h-how…how di…..but…….we had a hundred of them………