so, i used to be disgusted

I’m not a real person. I’ve never been one. I’ve been faking it this entire time and I just know they’re going to find out soon and I’ll lose everything

What I am about to say is the hardest thing I have ever written. Five days ago, three missiles struck the place where we sheltered. Screams and dust filled everything; I awoke injured in a hospital.

When I regained consciousness, the first thing I did was search for my two children. My heart raced with terror as I called their names, fearing I might never hear their voices answer me again.

Goodreads reviews are a sort of inoculation against the notion that reading is a particularly more thoughtful means of engaging with shit vs like, watching or playing or whatever.

In 2010, webcomic artist Andrew Hussie opened up MS Paint and drew an amazing digital serket.

btw it's so fucking stupid you can be anxious physically in your body even after you've decided mentally you don't care. I'm supposed to be in charge here

happy pride to losers who get no bitches and stack no paper

happy pride to losers who get no bitches and stack no paper

my inner qualities will carry the day in the third act. but here in the first act they're worth fuck all

can't believe the only options are 30 minutes early or 10 minutes late. if only there were some other way. but what can you do

wait i just found out you can be nice to people and be their friend i thought we had to kill them all cause i was raised in a lab to be a living weapon

every time people bring up evil shit that facebook has done i think about how it’s fucked that nobody in facebook’s administration has faced any sort of justice for their part in carelessly disseminating pro-genocide propaganda. a little crazymaking that people don’t bring that part up more often tbh

Sex should be as scary and impersonal as possible and not even discernible as sex and no one’s naked and then we should all die