mysterious

every fucking day i think about bruce springsteen pretending to be gay to avoid the draft and the conscription officers were like. “um. yeah, well. anyway, you had a concussion from a motorcycle accident, which means you failed the physical but. uh. thank you. for that.”

one of those ig daily affirmations graphics that says “i will not freak out and assume i have covid when again i wake up tomorrow morning exhibiting symptoms of existing in winter”

literally nothing can get between a girl and her mens deodorant

The funniest piece of Qanon lore is the idea that JFK Jr. Was going to come back from the dead and run as Trumps VP

What if that happened and he still lost

one thing i do miss about childhood is waking up early on my own before anyone else is awake, not feeling tired because wtf is chronic fatigue, and just minding my business like watching cartoons or doodling all morning. not like i can’t do those things now but the idleness of childhood is a special thing.

children lying on the floor in public areas have such a powerful aura, and i don’t mean like mid-tantrum or something i mean like one time i saw this toddler lying blank-faced, starfish-style in the entrance of a sunglass hut and she still haunts me to this day

my condolences to the op of that usamericans dont put their country when writing out their addresses post. the notes are sooooo funny

i think we should start the celsius vs. fahrenheit discourse again

Seriously? Why would you include it though? It’s extraneous information like ofc its the us

there are 195 countries in the world

for the record i have never hit post limit. like in my entire life. i’ve had this blog since 2013. i can’t even fathom how someone hits post limit like what are you even fucking posting