a mysterious thing called the heart

No you don’t understand. This is my best friend I met because we’re both really into torture

robbing the pharaos tomb but hes the broke pharaoh and theyres nothing to steal

and the picture of him on the sarcophagus he's turning his pockets out and shrugging

unclean = adj. of or pertaining to uncles

Adopted a second evil advisor and I'm letting them sniff each other under the throne room doors before I introduce them

not everything is getting worse. at least you don't hear high hopes by panic at the disco every day anymore

just saw a pigeon doing the puffed up courtship dance thing to another pigeon, and as he was strutting around he suddenly stopped for a split second to do a very brief preen-peck at his own side, then returned to the strutting around. and i surprised myself by instantly losing respect for the male pigeon in that moment, like come on man i appreciate you had an itch or whatever but how is she supposed to feel special when you're getting distracted by bullshit like that? which on reflection i don't endorse, i mean those are pretty harsh dating norms i'm imposing on these pigeons, from a total outsider perspective, for no reason. probably not all girl pigeons are as uptight about that sort of thing as i would apparently be if i was a girl pigeon, maybe she even found it endearing who knows, i don't know her. it's none of my business really. sorry pigeons.

Shen Yuan is actually a great cautionary tale abt underestimating the effect your presence has on the ones you care about. You are fucking important. Your good actions matter, and won’t be completely erased by one bad deed. Your life matters. People care about you. They won’t stop caring about you just bc you think they would be justified to. Communicate. Do not kys right in front of your favourite person out of a misguided attempt to cheer them up with your death you fucking idiot I swear to Airplane.