Love Having My Joints Pop And Crack Every Time I Move So People Stare At Me Like Some Sort Of Animism-realized

Apparently I forgot to verify my email. I am now afraid.

Maybe... Somewhere, some way...

I'm living in someone's head, rent-free.

People always talk about busting kneecaps but never busting where eeby deebie with the horse plinko was on September seventh, two-thousand and thirteen.

I would kiss someone on the mouth if they designed a monster just to analyze how it would interact with its environment

Every time I go to do a silly little shitpost I stop and go hmm. Will this expose my inner psyche? Then I simply do not hit post(tm).

So, I candied some orange peel today. Naturally, as a consequence due to the law of equivalent exchange, I have created a metric fuckton of orange simple syrup, and. . . this shit tastes exactly like fruitloops??? Why????

I need a hero right now (science side of tumblr)

I mentioned Tumblr to a friend and he didn't know what it is. Is nature healing or have the old gods abandoned us? Find out next time on Lost.

I had a horrifying realization the other day...

Everyone, meet Hatsune TemMiku, the underground's less-known star.

Has this been my profile background for a long time now? Yes. Did I ever actually post it? (Now,) also yes. I made this a couple of years ago and had a witty name for it originally but can no longer recall it. So! For now it is "Rhapsodeteriorate".