buried alive inside my dreams

My Name is 8 PM. and I am always arriving when you atrent Looking

M Nm s 8 PM. nd m lws rrvng whn y trnt Lkng

if you two had a baby it would be a regular sentence. or perhaps silence.

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Right.

Fińàncial Harm

This pride month I'm coming out of the closet as someone who unironically enjoys the song One Week by The Barenaked Ladies

This stupid exchange between friends has become a cultural icon.

you can post on tumblr even when you're trying to take a break from social media it literally doesn't count. it's like pepsi max, or pescatarianism

This would be a place of worship if I bought it

genuinely who is doing it like early 2000s lesbian movies. d.e.b.s. is so ridiculously fun. they immediately fall in love. the spy stuff (the premise of the movie) is only really relevant to allow for more lesbianisms. the main pairing say I love you within a week and a half of knowing each other. the most important character to the plot is the villain's sidekick, who is maybe the only reason australia is still intact. they're all fashionable as fuck. truly built different

oh, of course. because he died for our sins.

Regular Couple

this ended homophobia

happy pride month

Happy pride month to the tiny cowboy and tiny Trojan man from Night at the Museum

happy pride month 2021 I ain’t quittin’ you…

at some point in your life you will be boiling fruit, water, sugar, and lemon juice in a pot to make a syrup or jam. the instructions will tell you to simmer for a certain amt of time. your timer will go off and you will look at the pot and go, "hm, this doesn't look thick enough. maybe i'll let it go for another 10 minutes." this is the devil speaking. it's only so liquid right now because it is at boiling point. it will thicken when it cools down. learn from the follies of my youth and do not let this happen to you

at some point in your life you will be making a sauce or a stew in which you need to add cornstarch to thicken it. and you will prepare a slurry of starch in cold water and think "this looks like way too little starch to thicken this amount of liquid." this is the devil speaking. cornstarch instantly polymerizes at 95°C and if you add too much it will turn into an impossibly thick goop.

at some point in your life you will be making some sort of cream based dessert that requires gelatin to thicken it. and you will soak some gelatin sheets in water and think "this is too few gelatin sheets for this amount of cream." this is the devil speaking. it will thicken in the fridge and if you add too much you will end up with milk jelly

at some point in your life you will be baking cookies. you will take the sheet out after twelve minutes as the recipe instructs and the cookies will still be glistening and soft. "these don't seem cooked enough," you will think to yourself, "i should place them back into the oven until their edges are nice and golden." this is the devil talking. this is how you get dry, overdone cookies. the cookies will continue to bake on the warm sheet for several more minutes and then harden up after sitting on a rack for a while. trust the process. trust the process.

at some point in your life you will be adding a small pasta to a soup and you will think "that is not enough small pasta." this is the devil talking. the pasta will absorb the stock and expand. this is how you end up with a soup that is a solid mass of soggy ditalini.

At some point in your life you will be adding garlic to a dish and you will think "that is not enough garlic." These are angels speaking. They are correct. Add more garlic.

I feel like a lot of people get "All Art is Political" confused with "All Art is made with Political Intentions" which is not the same.