Every Time I Finish A Show It’s Just Crickets In My Head, No Clue What To Do With My Life Now

I just imagined a creature that would scare you soooo bad dude

i can't fucking shut up about the man that people are starting to call "The Claims Adjuster" because he not only shot that evil fucker but:

wrote deny defend depose on the bullets in sharpie

deliberately left behind a backpack in central park full of fucking monopoly money

and the cherry on top (so far) is that he potentially used a gun that was designed for veterinarians to put down sick animals

its art, its amazing, this is the best thing thats happened in like 10 years and he is my hero. Everything has felt so bleak and this is like a ray of light shining through the dark clouds into my soul

may they never catch him, and may we never find out who he was

how trump and elon text each other

imagine someone thinking of you and buying you flowers

get with the program

lets scream with mama

I need a woman with a wolf cut to provide me affordable medical care

This morning when I was outside walking for many hours, I made sure to do my part as a Dark Feminist. Every time I saw a man, I flipped them off and said "Do Better!" while smirking darkly. Every time I saw a woman, I gave them a sheepish smile and said "Ah... a queen," while nodding thoughtfully. I saw one Gender Ambiguous. I stared at them through their car window while they were at a red light. "WHAT ARE YOUR PRONOUNS?" I said. It was certainly loud enough for them to hear me, as I yelled this several times while making bold eye contact. They did not answer. They drove away. Sigh. Being a Dark Feminist is hard work in the world of Pronoun, but I persist.

dont mind me just browzing. how do you spell that