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I've been thinking about crop circles and how they kind of just stopped being a thing like 20 years ago and I've decided the obvious explanation is that they were all made by one individual alien who recently retired from the art world after a long career of controversial surrealist art in which he went from one pre-contact planet to another fucking with the indigenous species' corn
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Remember: behind every robot that turns evil is an engineer who specifically installed red LEDs into the eyes just for this occasion
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sometimes I'll see a post about some discourse and just think "who the actual fuck is getting into fights about that"
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the humble "like" is oft mocked despite what it does for us. "like, three people" is a vastly different statement from "three people". "and i was like 'what the fuck'" is vastly different from "and i said 'what the fuck'". i love you "like" and anyone who says you make people sound stupid will be killed on sight
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okay universe, i need something really really good to happen please
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I’m feeling shitty about myself lately more than ever. I hate how I look. I hate how idk how to change it. I’m sick of this.
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I think I’ll be sad for the rest of my life that you decided that our lives no longer aligned. I never thought we’d stop being friends. Always left behind and never enough.
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One fun thing about my town is that about two years ago, our feral rabbit population tripled, and while we mostly had grey rabbits, there were a handful of white and black rabbits as well.
Two years later, it turns out grey rabbits are hard to see on the road, and white rabbits stand out to predators, so now we have a bazillion identical black rabbits roaming the streets like lost souls of the damned
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I think I started mourning almost 9 years too late.
I saw a video of you a few days ago. And it made me think about the last time I saw you.
I have avoided thinking about you. Tried to keep you in my mind the way you were when I was 13 and we would watch TCM. How you were when I was 6, and you were teaching me to crochet. How you were making cinnamon rolls for Christmas, and how I wish you could know I miss the cherries on top. Nobody puts them on cinnamon rolls.
I remember the last time I saw you. The way you called me my moms name when you talked to me. The way you looked and cried as my mom cut your hair for the last time, so you felt more like yourself. I wonder if you knew you were going to die.
I’ve thought a lot about dying the last few years. Not because I want to, but because an all consuming fear of losing the ones I love has taken root in my chest. I can feel it woven through my veins and around my heart and it makes it hard to breathe.
I’ve been thinking about your face. How I never really got to know you. How you never got to really know me the way I wanted people to. I’m jealous of everyone who still has their grandparents. I’m having a hard time lately.
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Dare you trust the music of the night 🎼
A step by step process of this will be available at my Patreon on january 1st!
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Rings are one of the oldest forms of bodily adornment.
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I’m having a hard time lately. I know nobody see these. I want to cave in on myself still. I hate how my life is and how I look and how things have been moving along. I’m not doing enough. I’m not good enough. I hate this.
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all these fucking fools on my dashboard talk about how they love bats but only show pictures of fruit bats fuck you start posting pictures of all bats i can’t stand this fucking bat erasure
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if you work retail long enough i think you should be given license to kill
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