It's alright but then "friend, please" by Twenty one pilots (2009) strikes back
reblog this and tag with a food you no longer have access to (closed restaurant, state you moved away from, ex’s mom’s cooking, etc) that will haunt you until your dying day, mine are the spicy chicken sandwich on the employee menu at the fine dining restaurant I was a prep cook at, and the onion bagel from the kosher place down the street from my house when I lived in the city
maybe mediocrity isn’t wrong. maybe you don’t need to be the best at everything you do. maybe you don’t need to be the best at anything you do. it’s ok to simply do things because you enjoy doing them. its ok to not want to advance in your job. nothing has to be a competition. you don’t need to be better than anyone. you can do things just because they’re fun. you don’t need to read up on the history, and know everything about it. its ok to just exist. its ok.
“he’s killed people” ok but have you considered that he did it in a hot pathetic way.
Did u know. That u can put pasta inside a girl’s tummy and it will make her sososososo happy
Do you guys think that Oedipus reacts to your mom jokes by violently bursting into tears?
mucho like pero ningún "buenas noches mi amor"
Succession is a riveting show about business and politics but it's actually about intergenerational trauma and the cycle of abuse but it's actually actually about an insane closeted gay man falling in love with his wife's socially awkward cousin
I still hide you
in my poetry
i do consider all of my mutuals to be experts in whatever it is they’re talking about in the moment btw. like you’re absolutely one hundred percent right. i’ve managed to find the only correct people on the internet.