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Dreaming of the day I can get Cask of Amontillado'd
You know we're fucked when the reading comprehension of this app is as fucked as it is.
If you are glorifying and romanticizing Orlok and Ellen's relationship in Nosferatu, you missed the entire point of the film.
She sacrifices herself for the actual true guardian angel; Thomas.
ELLENS WISH IN THE BEGINNING CAME TRUE, BUT HER GUARDIAN ANGEL WASN'T ORLOK, IT WAS *THOMAS*
Orlok was a manipulative abuser who used and violated a young girl at her most vulnerable moment. He is a manifestation of the worst things that rich men, especially in the time period, were able to get away with.
It's my 8 year anniversary on Tumblr đĽł
Apparently, I've secretly been on tumblr 7 years longer than I previously thought.
One thing most people don't realize about Gazebos is how bloodthirsty they used to be until the 1930s or so. It used to be that in order to appease your average small town gazebo you had to feed it 4-5 marching bands a year, or roughly 2 dozen barbershop groups. Noawadays? Throw it a steely dan cover act every 6 months, maybe a bridal party every few years if you're actively trying to court its favor, and you're pretty much in the clear. And the crazy thing is nobody knows why they calmed down, or that their appetite for flesh won't return to its 19th century heights one day. It's actually an increasingly popular theory among modern Gazebo researchers that we're at the tail end of a period of dormancy and it's only a matter of time until they start howling for blood again. And if/when that does happen there's the question of whether our modern zeeb-keepers are really ready for the task of booking enough sacrificial acts to meet that increased demand. Guild policy has gotten lax in the century since the heyday of Dark Pavillionism and a lot of local keepers refuse to even look at newer research that threatens to upset their status quo. Kind of scary to think about
My mother is obsessed with Temu. Her newest purchase? Shark sandals. Shark. Sandals.
if Candice has a picture phone why did she never just take a photo of what phineas and ferb were doing and text it to her mom
if she did this doofenshmirtz would just be like you see perry the platypus i sold my old computer at the pawn shop but i forgot to delete all those embarrassing photos from the christmas party, which is why iâve invented the pixel-replacinator! and then as candace is going to text her mom the photo the phone gets hit with the beam and she looks down and sheâs just texted her mom a photo of doofenshmirtz in a sexy elf costume or smth. candace can never fucking win the universe bends to facilitate her psychological torment
Me: my god.. i did it.. i killed him..!
Angel on my shoulder: we're extremely fortunate. You shot him in the side of the head and you're wearing gloves. Place the gun in his hand and set the house ablaze. Officer Goger's tragic suicide will be the perfect cover story
Devil on my shoulder: Goger was always eating stuffing and spelt wheat and steel cut oats. Bet he'd taste reeeeal good on a spit with an apple in his mouth. Come on, i've seen the way you've looked at him..
My tulpa, a 6'9" DD smokeshow hottie PS1 graphics anthro leopard girl in a lab coat: you must put a baby in me Your Highness, quickly!
Read the details first please. Would you rather spend eight hours with:
A group of Reddit-user atheists
A group of Catholics
A group of Protestants
A group of new-age crystal users
A group of American anglophiles
A group of diverse girlboss multilevel marketers
A group of vegans who cannot point to Chile on a map
A group of Revolutionary War reenactors
A group of Gen Z influencers from Los Angeles
A group of white retirees from Seattle
None of them are gonna be physically violent
The Reddit users are going to judge you if you express any religious or âunscientificâ sentiment
The Catholics run the gamut from âhardcore pro-liferâ to âNun who invented communismâ
The Protestants have brought lots of food but are going to proselytize the entire time you eat
The crystalists are split 60/40 on whether or not vaccines cause autism, and you donât know who has the majority until youâve been there an hour
The Anglophiles have good pastries, but 1/3 of them are in Sherlock cosplay
The girlbosses are all within 10° to the left of the center of the political spectrum and will try very hard to get you to invest in their MLM
The vegans brought food but will turn hostile if you let slip that youâve used animal products in the last year
The reenactors have booze, but your phone is dead and theyâre giving a very pro-America history lecture
The influencers have a pool, a jacuzzi, and lots of drugs, but they have a combined net worth that teaches seven digits and wonât let you forget it
The retirees have great weed but theyâre gonna ask you a lot of invasive questions and give you a lot of unsolicited advice.
"You know how there is a Wario for a Mario, there's a Woctor for the Doctor" - Creature
my boyfriend gets really high and falls asleep and i start playing silent hill ambient music to send him to The Dimension
he doesnt remember but he wakes up and is like babe i had the WEIRDEST dream and im like uhuh. i bet
Drawing a bear from memory after waking up from a ten year coma
Chada our beloved! What a relatable dude
I do hold scorn for people in weed states I do. I really do. The way your stupid 21 year old ass can go to the weed store and buy weed. The way your stupid 21 year old ass can buy weed online not a care in the world. And you have so much to choose from. You have so much fucking gorrila cumshot big fat load of cum horse cock mega 1 billion tch % to choose from and they all got different names and when our good texan plugs come home from colorado they bring that poison with them. They bring that poison home to us. And the people of texas, we're smoking that poison. Were smoking that filthy filthy colorado 10000 thc shit, and were dying. Were dying out here. The soil down here is lerfect for weed. If we could have weed we could create, beautiful poison. Way more toxic than colorodo. Way more toxic than california. We can make weed so insane, bitched from colorado will come down here, to smoke OUR poison. And WE could name it shit like Ram Ranch. We could name it shit like Horse Erection. We could name it shit like, I dont know, Forget The Alamo. YOU, worthless idiots up north, can smoke our latino magic. You dont got tejanos. You dont got our technology. You don't got what it takes. You dont know what its like. Theyre not legalizing weed down here cause they hate us. You know they do. You know for a fact they do. So yeah. Just think before you spark up with that shit you got down the street trouble free. Do so in my name. In our name. Keep the less fortunate in mind. I HOPE THE CIELING FAN FALLS ON YOU
writing tips
cultivate the no-mind, a state of emptiness in which you can easily become a vessel for creative forces outside of your control or understanding. The Buddha nature is the first step to being a writer
cultivate your own style by reading other people who do what you want to do and living eternally in their shadow. Your voice should be a totally unique imitation of people you will never measure up to
you'd be surprised how far a solid pushup bra will get you. how do you think steven king got so big? honkers, baby
anyone who edits your work is a parasite in your perfect body. You should make them roll around in shit like a dog for your approval
they don't all have to be winners. Most writers never write anything good, and I'm told they live just fine; there's a sort of submissive dignity to it
"write drunk, edit sober" is 20th century advice. Best practices in the 2020s include amphetamines. Crank, ice, what have you
Don't write around the dialogue tags "said" and "asked". You will sound like a Hardy Boys novel the entire time. If you're doing a Hardy Boys novel ignore this advice and only this advice, as it would be a disaster to write a Hardy Boys novel without tweaking off your tits
An important principle of ancient Greek drama was hubris - that humans' pride would leave them with no choice but to defy the will of the gods and be destroyed by their own actions. While obviously things have changed a lot in the last 2000 years, hubris is still an indispensable part of the writing process today. If you don't have hubris, cultivate it
You're going to find money very difficult to come across, even in exchange for your best work. According to every expert in the field I've talked to, the solution to this is simple: destroy capitalism
be honest. If I was a stuffie in a claw machine, would you try to win me??
sitting in the bottom of the stuffie pile watching my cringe fail girlfriend sobbing putting another bill in after she dropped me for the third time
In his daily stage of ennui & princely misery
here now you guys can reblog this from someone who isnt a fascist