i jumped to the void thinking my elytra was on
turns out it was not
yayyyy mutuals hiiiiiiiii reblog if you love your mutualssssssss hiii mutuals
I am not even joking I couldn't breathe for solid five seconds and it was not because of laughter
Sorry guys no more videos the bee team has been destroyed by roblox pico park /J
my brain is too fast for me to even understand what it's saying, all i know is it's afraid of never waking up again and wants chicken
anyways, goodnight y'all <3
This is Money Snake. She only appears every 312 years.
If you reblog her picture within the next twenty-five seconds you will have good luck and fortune for the rest of your life.
Some friends were talking about a Sailor Moon murder-mystery AU and I had to make this. (I'm sorry)
i need to decorate my room i need those pretty vines they add but not the real ones or the popular fake ones i need to crochet them anyways i had a mini chocolate croissant and two cupcakes for breakfast how are you all?
The threat was loud and clear: Report your so-called “DEI” employees or else. What exactly “DEIA or similar ideologies” means is up in the air, but the message was out there. And so was the email address of the DEIA snitching hotline. Fake emails quickly started to roll in. ‘I don’t care, fuck these McCarthyite bastards,” one BlueSky user said, with an screenshot attached of an email to the hotline where he ironically reported Donald Trump and JD Vance for being “put in their positions solely because of their race and/or gender despite the fact that they are wholly unqualified for their jobs and, in some cases, have criminal records.” “Anyone have a script to fire off a billion e-mails an hour??” another user asked in the replies. “Anyone can email anything of any size even if it crashes the site,” one X user noted. The scope and effectiveness of this latest phase of Trump’s anti-DEI crusade remains to be seen.
i want to be proposed with a beautiful knife now
I am a little high but what if people proposed with beautiful, intricate knives. Ladies would gather around the table and be like “guess what finally happened!!” And pull this beautiful, intricate dagger out of her purse and all the other ladies would gasp and congratulate her