People I met for a few moments that live in my head forever.
of course you have blood all over you. and pronouns
me and my band of dumbshits on our fuck machines
they call my dick excalibur. because it sat in a lake for a long time . no other reasons
comic i made based on a vc conversation about "a stoner comedy where they hit buddha with their car"
AFFIRMATIONS
There is no shame in taking a few tries to get it right
Everyone struggles with fine motor skills from time to time
I can do fine motor activities
I can locate a port and plug in a cable
I can plug my phone in on the first try
I can plug my phone in while sober
BBC Sherlock does not exist
I can do hard things
does anyone wanna hold hands until we feel a little braver
sleep is so nice like…girl…bye
everybody masc till the roach starts flying 😒
I wanna see how much of the tumbr user base is queer so I made this 😋
Reblog for larger sample size! ☺️
3rd Law | Mage
i know the sane assumption is that aventurine was hallucinating but i dont know. something about a baby running around the dreamscape is funny.
reddit is having a glitch where it puts the wrong captions over photos and it’s the only thing i care about right now
Okay, now that the hype has died down I just want to say that the general vibe of abject horror that Mr Foxington Tobias expressed about the simple fact that he had to make a song to act as a replacement for pepper steak is the realest thing I've ever seen. because like HOLY SHIT. how do you even BEGIN to approach that? i would have crashed out ngl. you want me to try to match up to pepper steak? pepper steak. pepper steak from OFF? you're insane. you might as well ask me to turn water into gold because you are asking me to do the impossible here. to capture pepper steak. pepper steak from off. the song pepper steak from OFF. what the fuck dude what the hell
i mean like, he fucking cooked regardless but you get what i mean
we are going to have to bring back “smex”
🦀 ⬅️🆑🆎
why am i on birthblr
teenage girl SHOCKS literature teacher by speaking in PERFECT Greek mythology
“In my youth,” reminisced the old man, scratching his beard thoughtfully, “I was quite the quirked up white boy. No one in the village could best me at busting it down sexual style.”
“And were you goated, sir?” the young boy queried.
“My dear boy, I most certainly was!” The old man chuckled, a merry twinkle in his eye. “With the sauce, I daresay.”
The Kiss of Life - A utility worker giving mouth-to-mouth to co-worker after he contacted a low voltage wire, 1967
this is so fucking funny. im going to say "here come the locusts" everytime something goes wrong now