you: suck my dick me, an intellectual: sure
The only good version of this meme

PR's Tumblrdome
No title available

ellievsbear
Cosimo Galluzzi
Sade Olutola
sheepfilms

bliss lane
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
RMH
art blog(derogatory)
Cosmic Funnies
The Bowery Presents
Doug Jones
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
Phantogram Three

@theartofmadeline
Noah Kahan

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
Color Me Curious

Discoholic 🪩

seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from Philippines
seen from United Kingdom

seen from Malaysia

seen from Malaysia
seen from T1
seen from Germany

seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from Spain

seen from France

seen from United States

seen from Germany

seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from Malaysia

seen from United States
@tuneysalad-blog
you: suck my dick me, an intellectual: sure
The only good version of this meme
❝ witnesses spotted you back at the city’s cementery two nights ago.❞ good thing she doesn’t mind him being straight foward, in fact, he’s glad the young woman wants to speed things up. cases that involve missing dead bodies always cause too much noise, especially when they’re related to unexplainable situations ❝ a dead body is missing, you were found near it a few hours before its disappearance — do i need to continue?❞ he snaps back.
“...That’s what this is about?” He’d actually worried her. “Y’all have been way too slow if I’m being honest. This is, what? The third time it’s happened in a 50 mile radius within the span of four months? I mean, c’mon. Even I caught a lead faster than you guys.” She pats his shoulder, bottom lip jutted out in a pitiful pout. “You’re close, but no cigar. I’m not a necromancer. I’m pretty sure I can’t even raise a child let alone a dead person.”
“What would you do if you got cheated on?”
i walked into my room and saw my cat had tucked himself underneath my blankets and was taking a nap
“in retrospect it seems i’ve lost - - - i could’ve won, but at what cost?”
@tuneysalad ( casulaties - unwoman )
“No, you definitely lost. To a twelve year old. If you’d kicked the seat out from under him like anyone else, then you would’ve been a winner and not a loser.” Cotton candy is rolled up into a dishonorably condensed ball of pink sugar before she tosses it into her mouth.
“I’m not mad at you, Tunia. What is this even about?”
“Y’dont visit me as much. Like before it made sense but we’re friends now, right?”
about me.
alias: jace gender: female pronouns: she/her zodiac: cancer birthday: july 6th sexuality: bi af country: united states religion: catholic?? non practicing or non preaching or whatthefuckever. i guess theres a god but i dont really stan saints or the church hogwarts house: FUCK i think ravenclaw but that might be outdated
@dickburglar
“Are you like? Mad at me now or what? Like-- What the fuck, Cas.”
A pout as he slowly draws his hand away from the flower vase. “I’m booored.” As if throwing everything in sight is gonna cease said boredom.
“While I would kick your ass into the void for that pun alone, I’m busy.” She’s trying to organize her stationary as best can be on her desk and his constant shuffling was throwing her off her groove. If she could throw him out the window she would. But she won’t. He’s like a cat and Petunia’s not an animal abuser, so. “God-- Fine. Do you want to... Idon’tknow, proof read some letters? Or color code my schedule?”
“S’about 250 dollars if you don’t include guac. And besides, if I exceed 37 Chipotle bowls in 4 months my body rebels against me. S’not pretty.”
“Your body should rebel against you after one bowl.”
@rcdteeth
“Can you please just... Stop knocking shit over? We get it. You’re somewhat corporeal.”
❝ do you see this? it’s a real fbi badge. i believe we don’t have enough time to play cowboy, miss wallace – stop changing the subject. ❞
An annoyingly high-pitched "Stop changing the subject" is echoed right back at him. She should be nervous about this, she's aware. There are multiple reasons on why he could be here (too many instances of breaking and entering, arson, very light drug trafficking, etc.) but she can't quite put her finger on what and he isn't giving any indication as to why. In return, she doesn't change face, merely relies on how annoyed she is. "What's this about? I kinda got a lunch to get to, so." Finger makes a circular motion as if to say 'make this quick'.
Me: *zooms in on crime scene photos*
Bf: stop that's fucking weird