Life is pain, dumbass

come on dude come outside its the month of the grape harvest.

bring out the rotating tiger

so youre telling me that some asshole can just throw together meaningless shit and get notes and attention yet when i put actual thought into the things i say nothing happens i am so fucking done with this bullshit god damn fuck

oh

happy decade to the horrible beast i have wrought

Now, somehow, it will be Even Funnier when they desperately try to maintain that Mitch is still alive.

my favorite picture ever is the one that says “HELL IS FULL, BITCH” and then it has the national suicide prevention hotline on it. it makes me smile every time 

Chaotic Good

*slamming my fists on table* I NEED MORE!!!! MORE!!!!

If anyone has the skeleton apologizing for triggering someone, I’d like that for my collection, please.

ME ME ME

Gangster Popeye, the inventor of this style and artist behind several of these pieces (I’m not sure about all of them, though they appear to be her style) is a Salvadorean trans woman. Her Patreon is here.

reblogging for artist credit and patreon info

"the thing about paranoia is well what if I'm right" no actually I'll do you one better. what if it's the fourth wolf-crying incident in a row and I successfully manage to talk myself down and convince myself that I'm imagining all the ringing alarm bells bcuz that's what I did the last four times. so I ignore it and look away. and then. specifically due to me relaxing and turning around. The Fucking Wolf.

Trace amounts of Monica in my life

A statistically insignificant level of Monica in my life

My life manufactured in a facility that also processes Monica