#god bless America I guess

[formulanni]

If you're taking requests can you draw 41st US president bill clinton?

I am not taking requests but absolutely I can draw 41st US President Bill Clinton do u have any additional things to add here

[f1version]

logan’s helmet is flirting with me

[vetchtibbles]

STOP THE FIREWORKS IT IS UNNECESSARY YOURE NOT SPECIAL GRRR GRRRRRRRR HATE HATE HATE

[softboynick]

crazy to think that our tax dollars were being used to basically fund alex claremont-diaz’s efforts to get some british ass

[neilphen]

mike nemisth live at bbc paris theatre hit so hard i dedicated a whole journal page to a line that hit hard a few weeks ago

[faerieroyal]

you remember how i told you my school is so american we have bald eagles living in a tree on the front lawn, yes well, sad sad news

They keep updating us on the instagram and it seems that their son from last year came back and took over the nest and ate an egg…… soooo i think that’s the last of the eagle updates for a while

…LITERALLY WHAT.

[getout-ofyourownway]

Fucking hate politics. No group of people will ever agree 100% on every view. Even within the few (outdated/expired) political parties.

[calechipconecrimes]

living in a city developed in the 50s for retirement suburbs is fun because as you can see there are a lot of old people but there are also a lot of parents with young children, creating (and I shit you not) a 74.1 age dependency ratio.

that means that a full 3/4 of the city do not work. they do not create goods nor do they offer services. the only money the city and the county can get out of them is property taxes on the 35% who are senior citizens and are homeowners. but because this is a smallish city you won't hear about until you're ready to retire, the government and administrative organizations are all made up of 60+ year-old people who are generally against personal taxes.

all of this results in a city and county that are criminally underfunded, exacerbated by poor (read: car-dependent) design and a population that grew by 20% this year alone

[beesiespicnic]

she boob on boobling til i’m booblie boobler

[smilingscully]

I need me a fat boy who loves his friends and loves his God and loves his country ❤️❤️❤️❤️✝️✝️✝️✝️🦅🦅🦅🦅

[s1ck-pupp3t]

!!!PRESIDENTIAL ALERTTTT!!!

I (<- Spamton) got a fat blunt in my mouth below the line So like. idk. drugs warning??

Theyre Caught me

[zainabsyedisnotapoet]

things my mother and i do not speak about

the rug of my childhood bedroom 

existed in a state of constant rainbow – 

anything from crayola markers to finger paints 

nail polish and watercolor 

had wormed it’s way into the carpet fibers, 

starting an infestation of pigments among the 

messy toys and teddy bears 

and my mother was furious 

at such a diassaray 

not even my snotty, tear filled apologies 

could mask her enraged, bleach filled scrubbing 

i promised no more paint on the carpet 

and years later, we do not speak of 

the dirty carpet or the crumpled 

drawings that left sticky residue on the fridge 

my mother spun me palaces out of 

worn bedsheets and couch cushions 

wove princess dresses out of her button downs 

and curled up on my ragged butterfly blanket 

to make me feel like my bed was crafted 

from silk and pearls 

and years later, we do not speak of it 

her night shifts resulted in slices of chocolate cake 

that she left for me on the kitchen table 

i would wake up as she fell asleep 

and see the telltale signs of her return — 

a plate hazardously piled high with whatever she found 

spinach, spaghetti, eggs, rice — 

before i found her crashed on the sofa

and years later, we do not speak of it 

we pebble hunted on the shores of the Hudson 

with gritty sand embedded between our 

clasped hands 

her lithe fingers finding pearly stones 

while my stubby ones wielded gravel 

and years later, we do not speak of it 

and years later 

when we are silent 

i am boiling and bubbling and toppling over 

with the words we do not speak of 

that i desperately wish to purge 

these are the things i’ve seen and they’re mostly awful 

these are the things i’ve done and they’re mainly sad 

here are the places i’ve been and they’re mostly terrifying 

this life has forced itself into my spine 

and planted seeds amongst the cartilage 

i can feel them growing with every step 

every breath 

my mother and i do not speak and 

i keep secrets buried under my mattress 

and tucked in dusty corners, hidden 

amongst the faded stains in the carpet 

but sometimes

when the moment is right 

rare rays of warmth will flood the house 

the smell of chai and chia seed bread 

the soft click of her knitting needles 

purl then knit then purl 

while my fingers are tangled in the yarn 

and we talk about school, and work 

and time moves slowly like honey 

pooling out of the comb 

and i am almost fooled into thinking 

i could be the daughter 

that existed in her when she jumped continents 

and crossed oceans and climbed mountains 

and hauled herself with bloodied hands 

to a new beginning 

the daughter that she dreamed of 

after two sons 

the daughter she molded from her 

sweat and skin and spit

or maybe i am destined 

to bury myself 

amongst the paint in my carpet 

the blankets of my bedroom 

the kitchen table 

the banks of the Hudson 

and let the words, forever waiting to be heard

rot in the black hole of my mouth

submitted this for a poetry comp. and also showed it to my mom and she didnt rllly like it! wrote... 1/2/24?

[bonepile-shieldwall]

nothing says rural republican USA than being at a drive in movie theater, them playing a recording of a performance of the Star Spangled Banner on an electric guitar, and all the people standing up in the beds of their pickup trucks to put their hands on their hearts 😭😭

[im-like-if-a-girl]

Just watched the new BoyBoy video... Australia is deeply unserious and also deeply fucked.

[blessedmoonsoul]

i miss nyc so bad sometimes it’s like i feel it in my teeth

[br1ghtestlight]

btw i think its extremely funny that there's a bobs burgers episode about somebody grieving for their dead loved one and holding onto reminders of them, how they died too young and talking about how they never got to meet gene louise or tina and how they wouldve loved them so much etc etc and somehow its NOT about bob's mom, who is like the only character where that plot would make sense