Only The Bethst

Beth // 27 // 18+ // memes , selfie’s , and other stuff

[thebethstever]

Jessica rabbit

[freeshavacado]

you can only reblog this today

[lokisleathersuit]

on april fools day we should all change our icons to this

[staffs-secret-blog]

Next month is the 10 year anniversary. You know what I’m suggesting.

[thebethstever]

I won a chicken nugget

[tiktoks-for-dead-pope]

[voraciouspangolin]

the camera man slayed so jard

[modmad]

[ampervadasz]

Unmute !

[meow-moment]

[thebethstever]

Visited the Happiest Place on Earth 🌎 🐭

[rainydayscore]

I think the historical treatment of left handed people is objectively the funniest form of bigotry mankind has ever displayed

[be-a-dandelion]

Bitches will create a binary and use it to oppress the other side for ANYTHING

[doctordeity]

[maythray]

[ectonurites]

Okay, that’s IT. As a bisexual ranch dressing supporter I just can’t continue to follow you in good conscience. Why do you industrial carpet shippers all think it’s okay to use bland women as a scapegoat for premium disco culture? Maybe if you actually bothered to read the ukranian degeneracy thesis you’d understand batman’s suntan technique, but I guess you’re just too busy making free insurance consultation posts, so whatever. Blocked, flambéed and unfollowed.

being on mobile and seeing the random generated ask before the warning about it made this an experience

[weidli]

[ID: screenshot of an anon ask reading “gonna send you an angry self righteous anon ask but with a random word generator. Standby” /end ID]

[geekandmisandry]

"Blocked, flambeed and unfollowed" is unironically the funniest thing I've seen in a bit of a while.

[thebethstever]

❄️☝️

[thebethstever]

Hi do you need weekly allowances to help you financially? Dm me with your PayPal or cash app tag❤️❤️❤️

Cashapp is $thebethstever

[thebethstever]

Happy birthday beautiful 😍 💗

Thanks !

[thebethstever]

Happy birthday to me 🎉

[marisatomay]

babygirl you would not believe the superiority complex me and the other never left tumblr homies have right now

[thebethstever]

Dive bar bathroom selfies are the best selfies

Ft. My bff 👯‍♀️

[princesshamlet-deactivated20210]

scream

[thebibliosphere]

I just woke up from a very intense and realistic dream about getting trapped inside a new, futuristic Disney resort (I think we were on Mars) with my family, where you as a guest were part of the “experience” for wealthy guests who wanted to experience the “fun” of being around “normal people.”

Air quotes courtesy of a perky Disney rep who had a tendency to talk entirely in air quotes.

You still paid to go there, but in doing so you had to sign a contract saying you agreed to act and talk a certain way when people wearing purple arm bands showed up so they could experience what life was like for “poor people.” but in an extremely sanitized and Disney-friendly way that would make them happy. Like historical reenactment but as part of an ongoing class warfare.

It was also becoming blatantly obvious that the non-Mouse character actors we’re being picked off and hunted for sport by the wealthy patrons, and that said character actors were forming an underground resistance.

My first inkling of this was the purple flowers left behind on sites where characters were “found.” Followed by notes written on lamp posts in purple ink that caught the sunlight as the light was fading on Main Street about “keeping your chin up.” (Robin Hood reference???)

You’d just be walking down the pristine streets and you’d see purple flowers on the ground, sometimes accompanied by candles. One time I turned around to see a Mickey standing behind me, waiting to see what I’d do about it, so I stepped over the flowers like they weren’t there and kept walking. Later, A character who I *think* was meant to be Jasmine slipped and stumbled into me, her hand dipping briefly into my pocket. Later, when it was deemed safe, I found a purple origami flower in my pocket, which upon unfolding revealed the message, “The mouse has eyes. Blind them.”

Later, I was running through a desert, deeply aware that I needed to find water, or else the Mouse would get me. All the while It’s A Small World After All kept blaring through the speakers of my helmet as a form of psychological torture.

It felt like West World meets Mad Max set against the sanitized and unnatural ideal of candy-cotton-scented Americana and nostalgia that only exists in the dreams of tyrants and the type of people who “wish they were alive in the 50’s so they could dress nice and go out for milkshakes.”

Also I’m pretty certain I killed Goofy.