Mostly fandom stuff, occationally memes. I am 28. Demisexual, die mad about it.
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shirt that says "i love redundancy!" on the front and on the back it says "i love redundancy!"
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This too shall pass but like holy fuck
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well… *pushes up glasses* i’m something of a fucking idiot myself 😏
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Thinking about when I first moved to Ohio and me and my girlfriend went out for our anniversary date. We thought it would be nice to overdress a little and it was winter, so we were wearing wool hats. We looked very 1940s and it was cute.
A lady came up to me and said: "excuse me, are you part of that society of ladies that dress fancy?"
Me: "No ma'am, we are on a date."
Lady: "the both of you? Like that?"
Me: "...it's our anniversary?"
Lady was prepared for two people in their 30s to be part of a Red Hat Society offshoot, but not lesbians.
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They’re soulmates but one of them is infact trying to choke the other to death with the red string of fate tying them together
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"porn brain" is a far right conspiracy theory, misogyny in porn is a result of structural societal misogyny and not the cause of it, the way to help sex workers is decriminalization and worker's rights, banning sexual expression is fascist. i will not be taking questions at the time.
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if the butch woman doesn’t receive tenderness and good faith, it’s not a community space. if the brown woman doesn’t receive tenderness and good faith, its not a community space. if the trans woman doesn’t receive tenderness and good faith, it’s not a community space. and if the brown butch trans woman doesn’t receive tenderness and good faith? it’s about as good as an insurance company with a pride sticker smacked on top of the logo
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ppl are rlly trying to defend being on your phone during a movie in the theater what is going on
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i get into a horrific car accident while carrying a crock pot full of meatballs in the passenger seat. at the hospital, the surgeons cannot sort out which chunks of meat are me and which are not, so I end up with several meatballs sewn into my guts. despite this I make a full recovery, and they elect not to remove the meatballs because quote 'they seem comfy in there.' i go on the talk show circuit and become moderately famous as The Meatballs Woman. when i die i am buried under a gravestone with meatballs carved on it. in the year 2438, a grad student from what is now Cambodia who is studying the late pre-collapse American Empire writes her thesis on this, concluding that I probably never existed and was a conflation of several real stories and urban legends. years later, a pop-history book wildly misinterprets this and several other things, arguing for the existence of a historic American religious pantheon including figures like The Meatballs Woman, Florida Man, Emperor Norton, etc. this book sells bizarrely well and inspires a new neo-pagan movement, which in turn leads to a weird shipping community, resulting in a small but vibrant scene of ABO fics featuring me and MrBeast (who in this context has been interpreted as a god of excess and trickery)
this chilling scenario is only one of the multiple reasons I am going to attempt to not crash my car today
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everything should cost one dollar, ten dollars, or one hundred dollars. a drinky drink is one dollar. a t shirt is ten dollars. rent is one hundred. i might be convinced to allow one thousand dollars for some very big purchases like a house. i get it, you're running a business. i'm not unreasonable.
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PACING IS ABOUT LOAD BEARING WALLS.
*staples violently to my own forehead*
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