Oh dear

It’s like watching the corpse of an old friend being piloted by a mind control parasite except the mind control parasite is not genre conscious enough either be convincing but just a little off or to be obviously false in horrific ways, rather just kinda half-assedly toying with the corpse and doesn’t even really want it that much, which is a deeply appropriate outcome for Pjackk’s continuing desecration

completely adore these tags

Video game events of the near future.

last pure hearted man: "i hope god doesnt noticr me jaywalking"

its morning. i see my childs Throh getting some oj from the fridge. 'morning', i say. he doesnt catch himself in time and says 'morning' back. he freezes and we both stare at each other knowingly. 'throh,' he says, but its too fucking late

adds this tag to your extremely personal vent post

guy who jerks off to diagrams of planes: actually it's pretty normal, you know. plenty of people do it