take my ass to torture city where the grass is ouch and the girls are hit me

nope. funkytown again

come on

basketball dracula isn't real dude he can't-- *sudden squeaking noises from the shadows*

*two pool toys having sex tumble by in the wind* oh thank god

*thunderous slam dunk noise*

Reblog this and tell me what was your biggest crying over a piece of fiction. You can be vague if you don't want to spoil.

im realizing very fast that people do not in fact know that sometimes things in stories suck on purpose and it sucking is the point

"lock in" is probably one of the most important phrases to enter the public lexicon in the 2020s

I know it feels good as fuck to cast spells from up there

I watched Iron Lung again tonight in the comfort of my home and my dog must've been watching with me cause as soon as bad things started happening to Simon she started crying. In the scene where he ultimately dies she could not stop crying at me. I am now watching him play the Henry Stickman collection so she can see that A.) He's not dead and B.) He's not in distress. Occasionally he'll whine or hum in discontent about something and my dog will look at me and whine to try and get me to fix whatever is distressing Markiplier.

she's the opposite of that snake that hates markiplier

this lamb keeps trying to sacrifice itself even though no one really needs or wants it to do that

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not my laboratory not my Creature

"all you ever do is complain" that's not true. I also resent.