I am a slug and God is salting me

Normal groceries like milk or bread or whatever running out is whatever. Just anotha day. But when stuff like salt or cooking oil or rice runs out it feels like You’re supposed to be here for me and you’re leaving. You’re just like everyone else

this vine is one year old but everything about this is art. the camera rotates a full 180 degrees around a point. the child in the background misses an easy basketball shot then gets hit in the face in the face with a basketball. the fact that this kids name is semi. the fucking beat is three notes and semi kills that shit with one of the hottest bars dropped in this decade. ‘money add then multiply’ means that semi knows his fuckin shit but he doesnt know how to say mathematics. put this fucking vine on a cd so it can be looped by aliens 3000 years in the future

you missed the kid’s genius - he can spell mathematics, he goes an extra step, it’s (M)oney (A)dd (Th)en (M)ultiply, I call that MATHM-Mathematics

world heritage post

it must feel good as hell when you’re a horse and you take a big bite out of an apple like ttshoke

your command over onomatopoeia is unmatched bestie

If you accidentally hurt someone or cross their boundaries and they make you aware of this, literally all you have to do is apologize and stop. You don't have to beat yourself up internally for months. You don't have to hate yourself for fucking up. You don't have to feel like a horrible person. No one benefits from any of that - and at worst, such an extreme reaction will make the person in question less likely to speak up around you in the future, cause even if your negative reaction is directed at yourself and not at them, it's still unpleasant for everyone involved.

idk how to not sound like a curmudgeon asshole about it but like 99% of all those "keep positive" aphorisms and platitudes feel very obtuse and miss the point to a degree that it feels purposeful

idk how to not sound like a curmudgeon asshole about it but like 99% of all those "keep positive" aphorisms and platitudes feel very obtuse and miss the point to a degree that it feels purposeful

Everyone keep sending your attacks. She can't protect him forever

Let! That! Baby! Eat!!!!!!

absolutely LOST in the sauce

sharks is puppies