The Kansas Industrialist, Manhattan, July 18, 1917

Jimmy Eat World
Sweet Seals For You, Always

izzy's playlists!
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
The Stonewall Inn
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I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
todays bird

Kiana Khansmith
Not today Justin
almost home

#extradirty

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@yourheartinyourmouth
The Kansas Industrialist, Manhattan, July 18, 1917
i like how all cats regardless of species can either look rlly badass and cool or just incredibly silly stupid
my proof
i hate when rich people condescend with the whole 'money can't buy happiness' argument like listen. just because buying your fourth car didn't fill the void in your deluded disconnected-from-reality life doesn't mean not having to worry about food/ bills/medicine wouldn't greatly improve the mental health of literally everyone else on the planet
Fun fact: they've done studies and money DOES buy happiness, but it tops out after a certain amount (nowadays around $500,000)
So yeah, having food / bills / medicine & a fair amount of leisure covered by income DOES buy happiness, but excess wealth depletes the effect exponentially.
Sometimes, you let them hit cuz they're goofy. Sometimes, you're being allowed to hit because you're goofy. Life is all about balance.
Hello, I work for a large moderately evil corporation and for at least five years now I have to sign a yearly thing to say I will never ever have one of these devices in the same room as me while I work.
My large moderately evil employer takes it for granted that these things are spying on me at all times, and you should too.
Courtney Dunkel in the Boston Globe, Massachusetts, November 10, 1950
this sucks im going to kill (remembers suicide jokes are bad for my mental health) the president of the United States. (end statement)
I cannot get this poem out of my head. It haunts me. Joyously, it haunts me.
This poem format is my favorite thing and this is the first time I’ve ever seen it’s origin story. I love it. Every time.
Joy and whimsy detected! This bread-licking cow is joyful and whimsical!
The haunting ancient Celtic carnyx being played for an audience. This is the sound Roman soldiers would have heard their Celtic enemies make.
Whelp, now I know the next instrument I'm hunting down.
*super heart eyes*
This tweet means a lot to me.
It’s probably a really cool and good sign that this post I made in 2014 is going around again, right?
What doesn’t kill me gives me kinks that are difficult to explain
they call it amtrak because the trains am on the trak
They are all waiting for you outside the bathroom