Meh

The 60’s, 70’s, 80’s, and 90’s seem to have all separate, unique personalities, but these last 17 years seem to just be one big chunk of time that has no significant meaning.

FINALLY SOMEONE SAID IT

These last 17 years have an “oh no” feel that just gets bigger and louder with each consecutive year

Anyway…. yall remember when even Legolas was paralysed in fear before the Balrog but our Boromir just gave it a big TOOT of his horn right in it’s face to stun it so they could all scarper and that worked??? Yall remember right? Balrogs? Feanor/Ecthelion/Fingon killing balrogs? Those dread heavy demons of the ancient world? No prob mate just gotta give it a good old TOOT said Boromir to Legolas, fucking steadfast jewel indeed, I could not stan harder 

Was that caption really necessary

IDK, but the music was

It’s almost 4.00AM and this is what my last five brain cells are doing

hey guys i was in a victorian-era house today and does anyone want to see the most viscerally upsetting santa claus i have ever seen with my eyeballs

I’m not understanding what is supposed to be upsetting about it.

me: I should go to therapy probably (later at therapy) therapist: so how are you? me: fine! I’m great actually I don’t know why I’m here I’m so great

I always thought Mr. Moseby was overreacting but now I think I would react the same to the stuff that happened at the Tipton like: “Why is therE A FUCKING HORSE IN THE LOBBY!?!” “No it’s noT A PRNDL ITS A GEAR SHIFT LONDON THIS IS NOT THAT HARD JESUS CHRIST” “why. is. there. a. hole. in. thE WALL I WAS GONE TEN MINUTES WHAT THE FUCK”

when i was in like third grade i went to this science camp and one night at campfire they told us a story about a ufo crashing into a lake nearby and then later in the middle of the night they woke us all up and told us the aliens were back and this time they’d laid eggs in the woods !! it was our duty to arm ourselves and go destroy the eggs, so we armored up in tinfoil and shaving cream ( ????? ) and marched into the woods ready to save the planet. the ‘eggs’ were whole watermelons hidden around the camp and we had to smash them open on trees and rocks and eat the alien fetus/watermelon goo as fast as possible. i cannot emphasis enough the raw joy of digging into a watermelon with your bare hands and stuffing it into your face in the middle of the night in the woods, barely taking time to chew so that you can save the planet from hostile aliens, and i think i became the person i am because of that night.

me as a camp councelor

I can not stress this enough but, what the fuck.

That’s one way to get kids to eat fruit

just had the weirdest fast food interaction i think i've ever had

i ordered a bacon egg and cheese biscuit and when i sat down and opened it there was just an entire chicken sandwich with egg and cheese added inside of it so i brought it back and was like hey sorry but can i get like. a normal sandwich. and the lady says to me "you can at least try it"

you know how sometimes it just feels so good to move and twist about in your bed? that’s your wormsona coming out