The Void Is Infinite

How did it get up there

It’s difficult to tell - typically light fixtures are installed using some combination of screws and brackets to affix them to the wall, but in this case the actual point of connection is obscured by a cat.

Thank you divorce for all you've done for music

*takes a bite of my cigarette*...... heh. the character...... *walks into a small puddle but it swallows me up like the ocean* *i am found dead years later in maine*

sometimes being a fan of something means not wanting them to make any more of it

Any good story needs an ending. Any good story needs an ending!! Any good story needs and ending!!! To make a point you need a period, not a comma!!!!!

SIGNAL!!! BOOST!!! I don't care if this doesn't fit your blog's aesthetic, reblog EVERY TIME!!!

WE'WE ALLLG ONNA DIE

limited edition, i might add

it's not very good mac n cheese actually

spoke to my evil maid and she told me i'm not allowed to erect giant evil black obsidian stone pillars and give evil monologues anymore. she said everyone could see up my dress the whole time. she said theyve all been staring at my panties. every time. she said the hero thinks my ducky panties are cute. she actually said that. fuck the prophecy i think i need to just kill myself now instead. i'm ruined.

honestly i thought you were doing it on purpose, why else would you wear cute ducky panties to a monologue event

BECAUSE THEY'RE CUTE AND I LIKE THEM.

free use is kind of a funny kink bc it relies on the idea that everybody wants to touch you and have sex with you but what if they don't. what if you tell everybody at the party you're free use but they all ignore you and mind their own business

Whatttt is with the tendency of Tumblr users to seek absolution from every single person who offhandedly posts about disagreeing with something they do

I say this not unkindly, but firmly: to function as a member of a social species, you have to get comfortable with the idea that not everyone will like you

I love gay people theres a guy in my neighborhood who named his one singular dog “simon and garfunkel”