Too Many Thoughts But Also None At All

•Crescent•23•they/them or it/its• Local enjoyer of cartoons, clown dolls, and puppets. I still don't know how to talk to people lol

[snapscube]

Don't be afraid to get a little funky with it.

[evilwizard]

<|:^)

[its-me-im-yip]

mr wizard, why are you horizontal

[evilwizard]

im looking up at the stars. the universe is so big

[evilwizard]

come smile with me

[themysteriousmurasamecastle]

when some evil cunt dies posting on tumblr carries the feeling of the last day of school before summer break

[glowcowboy]

i am full of love and also fatigue

[dsmsix]

[dsmsix]

[naamahdarling]

"In the same way that your heart feels and your mind thinks, you, mortal beings, are the instrument by which the universe cares. If you choose to care, then the universe cares. If you don't, then it doesn't." -- Brennan Lee Mulligan, D20, Fantasy High

[ruinedchildhood]

[shubbabang]

Shout out to everyone who is just so tired So so exhausted So very very tired so very fatigued so sleepy and tired So

[dailyhtfboards]

That thing ate a bridge.... he is a freak of nature/silly

Rabid lil freak… /silly

[fish3d]

[dailyhtfboards]

Day 28

Today’s board is:

His ass would not say post haste, I don’t believe you captions.

(From TV episode 9C Aw, Shucks!)

[kirbychu-sideblog]

Wouldn't it be crazy

[lederp-deactivated20260718]

hes taking a frickin biiiig snoozert

[dailyhtfboards]

Oh yeah! Here's the rare remorseful Fliqpy, from Hear Today, Gone Tomorrow

/silly

[cute-catts]

[patterned-flannel]

I will literally never stop thinking about this.

[sleepysadghost]

I made this small paper doll of Lumpy a while ago and he’s officially my good luck charm now because I brought him with me to my endocrinologist appointment yesterday and finally got prescribed testosterone!!!! I know that it’s probably unrelated but something about him being there was comforting to me so yeah!!! Yippee!!!

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

i would cannibalize god's rotting corpse. if the opportunity arose

[penisgeorge]

why do you have to say these things minutes after I finish my poem about how gods rotten corpse is the carcinogenic bed of hell?

[insomnomia]

well tumblr user penisgeorge are you going to drop the poem or leave us in suspense

[penisgeorge]

You find god and he’s rotting. You find peace and it’s a slab of flesh. Chivalry is a blind, wet, crawling thing you pull from the gutter on a Tuesday— that’s the nature of things. That’s nature.

You find life and it’s stagnant. You find rain and it pulls the grass out, roots-up, green blades fluttering in the storm winds. You find death and it’s crying. You find hell and it’s wet, and green, a sulfuric swamp that digs wooden teeth into its meals and belches when it’s over.

You find god and he’s rotting, and so is his throne. Peace thuds in his rib cage. Hell belches by his feet, a fat and heavy dog; he’s grinning.

You find chivalry and you drag it up. Rot under your nails, under your skin. You find it crawling there, and you whimper, and you wonder. God is rotting. Rot is holy, right? This isn’t so bad. He’s terrible. You’re terrible, too.

You must be doing the right thing.

You find the devil, parched-white and clean. You find Hell seeping up his robes, a sick and heavenly green. You see his horns. You see his eyes. And the grass is torn up by its roots; and the wind is rent by the sky; and the clouds are shattered like sugar-glass; and at the end of it, at the end of it all, you meet god. And he smells like sulfur.

[candyfangzz]

What it’s like when you and the gang are in different fandoms