world’s bestest most specialist war criminal
i didn’t say a name, but he popped into your head. didn’t he
next tumblr update they’re removing the posts
a woman will be 28 or whatever and all the 24 year olds are in shock like “no fucking way I seriously couldn’t tell. you don’t look near death at all”
Tell that guy to learn love and cherish his life!
little angel on my other shoulder ^
i love when fic writers who have clearly never tried any kind of alcohol in their lives try to write someone drinking bc they’re always like
“he ordered a tall glass of hard liquor. after three large glasses he was feeling tipsy” like babygirl i can’t be sure but i think u just sent this man to the hospital
“the amber liquid tasted sweet” bestie i can assure you it did not
PDFDrive stopped working a couple months ago, but you can try oceanofpdf.com instead.
anxiety is so weird like why is my mental illness in my stomach
truly my LEAST favorite form of advertisement these days is the faux-tiktoker/influencer who is here to Sell Me Something. the “omg unbox my Pureology ™ skincare haul!!!” “doing the #NespressoChallenge!!!” “you guys will not BELIEVE what i got from shein-“ like its scary. its WEIRD. not only do i have no idea who these perfectly manicured, babytalking people are they feel less like real people than even an actual advertiser does. stop trying to make me believe you are my friend. you are something inhuman to me. you are a changeling. you are a brand wearing ill fitting human skin and i see its skeletal shape shift beneath the surface.
So I ended up with free time at the end of my first class today, so I was like “do yall wanna see a vintage meme?” and turned on “what does the fox say”. Expected like. A laugh from the kids, or even just a “wtf is this mx?” which is. A reasonable reaction to What Does The Fox Say.
But instead of a reasonable reaction. all of my students watched the first 60 seconds with jaws agape. And then this one kids turns to me like the fucking eye of Sauron and literally goes:
My husband told me I also should share the next part of this story, where I, feebly trying to defend my honor against a child, said, “No, this video was just big when I was in college!” and he scoffed, rolled his eyes, and absolutely obliterated me by saying, “So did you go to furry college?”
To everyone pointing out my icon: do I have a fursona? Yes. Does that make me a furry? Almost definitely. Do you admit that to a 12 year old who has just accused you of being a furry, in front of 23 other 12 year olds, with 25 instructional days left in the year? Absolutely THE FUCK not!!!
got called into the living room because “they’re talking about something you’ll like on tv” and it was a documentary about arsenic poisoning
feels worth mentioning that my response to this was to yell “POISONS??? :D :D :D” and sprint into the room like a dog that’s just been told it’s time for a walk










