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keep your head up queen your brain is leaking out of ur trepan hole
everyone say thank you to castiel for going to mega gay hell so biden could win the presidency 😌
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Sergey Ushanka's breakfast be like:
elias: if you kill me, you all will die
melanie: YOLO! *doses coffee with 50 oxys*
Child!Michael, 4'8 inch: Marry me, Gerry!
Child!Gerry, 5'1 inch: I'll only marry you if you grow higher than me!
– Years passed –
Michael, 5'8: So... no marriage?
Gerry, 5'9: You know the rules¯\_(ツ)_/¯
– Several more years passed, distortion happened –
Gerry, still 5'9: I miss Michael so much! God damn it, why didn't I propose to them when I could?
*a door forming on the background*
Distortion!Michael, 6'5: Where da pHUK IS MY RING, GERRY KEAY?¿?
you ever sit on a bus and suddenly get filled with an enormous tenderness towards everyone else on it
we are all just animals turning our heads towards each other and looking away when the other person catches our eye. sniffing the air when someone gets off the bus and leaves the scent of perfume behind. doing silly faces and making the baby who’s being held by her tired mother smile. smiling at the girl who’s got her hair cut short like yours, then you both looking back at your phones again, then randomly remembering her eyebrow piercing again in three years when you’re sitting on a different bus in a different city. we’re all planning on what kind of dinner we’re going to make once we get home and thinking of our dogs and looking at each others clothes and wondering what kind of lives the people around us live and then we thank the driver and get off the bus and never see each other again. but this is somehow a very sweet thought to me at the moment
me on acid
In case you aren’t familiar, Michael Scott Moore and David Rohde are both journalists. Moore was held by Somali pirates for 977 days. Rohde was held captive by the Taliban for 7 months after being abducted in Afghanistan.
Pansy Parkinson for Pride Month! She’s a huge lesbian, and them’s the facts!
blaise: pansy made me call all her relatives and say she was dead to see how they would react
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pansy: is she crying? is she crying?
blaise: um, a little
pansy: *grabs the phone*
pansy: YOU SHOULD BE WAILING YOU STONE COLD BITCH
pansy: *hands the phone back to blaise*
pansy: now call my other grandma
and i oop-
Harry: Draco, do you...do you maybe want to go out with me sometime?
Pansy: (not even looking up from her copy of the Daily Prophet) Hell yes he would.
that moment when you have vague family connections to Kay Ivey and have to process the fact that one day you may have to be face to face to that evil bitch
Decatur, AL Gothic
>You drive up to the window of the news Dunkin’ Donuts only to be handed a Diet Mountain Dew. This is not what you ordered. “No refunds at the window,” the cashier says, smiling too wide.
>You sit in the bleachers during the Austin-Decatur Football Game. Is it just you or has the other side started morphing into their mascots? “Black Bears!” they yell, “Red Raiders!” they yell. You start to think the heat has gone to your head.
>You go to pick up a friend on the Austin side of town. You drive past Cedar Ridge, and find only pasture. You drive some more and there is simply nothing there. Your car breaks down.
>You wake up one morning to no cat food smell. “Where’s the Meow-Mix?” you ask. You only get stares in return.
>You sit by the river at Rhodes Ferry Park, and look over to see something hanging from the bridge. You don’t know when it got there, or what it is, but you know it isn’t going to leave.
>You drive by the Rose Garden late one night and see the flash of eyes coming from inside the bushes. The stoner kids emerge from the darkness, and they all stare at you while taking long drags off their joints.
>The Austin Kids are performing Shrek: again. Legend has it it’s the only thing they’ve ever performed. “Would you like to see the show?” they ask with blank eyes.
>You go downtown to The Brick and order a Ham and Swiss. Your waitress passes you your sandwich and the meat is still dripping blood. “Eat Fresh,” she says.
>You go to the mall and only see middle aged moms. They start to tail you, and you speed towards the Belks only for them to form a barricade. “Bless your heart” they say in unison.
>”We used to have a world record for most amount of churches per square mile!” says one girl. You go into them one by one and find nothing there, only burnt and decaying wood.
Alabama Gothic
You drive to Birmingham. You don’t see a single Alexander Shunarrah billboard. You ask your friends if they have see any. They ask who he is. You try to search him online to see what happened. There are no results. Alexander Shunnarah never existed.
On your way back, you pass a single, smiling Alexander Shunarrah billboard on the highway. As you drove closer, the eyes followed you. You never hear of him again.