the divorced loser energy radiating from this image is suffocating. this post feels like it should have stink lines.

tumblr is like a group therapy with no therapist.

If Tumblr came out with polls, I would use them so irresponsibly. I know why they haven't, because they know that me and like 95% of the people on here would be chaotic fuckers about it. There'd be polls like "whose dick would you rather suck?" and the options would be like Shrek, Sans, The Onceler, some anime dude no one has heard of, and Karkat Vantas and then in the comments people would be legitimately throwing hands about it as if there was a singular correct answer to that question. I don't know if anyone could survive the carnage.

you can just take it from their cart. its not their possession if they haven't bought it yet

if i were thrift shopping and you put your hands into my cart to take a unique handpicked item i was intending to purchase i would break your legs

As per my last clay tablet,

CCing Ibbi-Ilabrat on this one just to make sure we’re all on the same page!

This consultation with my viziers could have been a clay tablet

Dear God

there’s beasts in there…

i’m enamored by the specificity of this blog. like this is the only post they’ve ever made. this account was solely created for this special little guy. does he know?