My Toxic Xennial Trait Is That I Believe Something Should Either Be Software (in Which Case After I Download

this or nothing

stop earning advanced degrees i need you to finish your fanfiction

zailing past the Dawn Machine like

an erotic poem:

leg so hot

hot hot leg

leg so hot u fry an eg

I sketched them...

（Bird Cesare）

Hey you all know about that fungus that possesses ants to make them climb on the tip of grass blades in hopes of getting eaten by a cow, so that the fungus can continue its life cycle in the cow's guts? Because I think that's the kind of thing that's wrong with cave divers.

We don't know what's down there. We don't know what's gotten into their heads that makes them so determined to physically, personally go down there to find out. But I wouldn't entirely dismiss the possibility that whatever has gotten into them is very invested in getting eaten by whatever is down there.

No song nor poetry can convey tragedy like a cat who wants through a door