comme des croissants

idk man not to sound like a cartoon hippie but if your entirrrrre blog and dash is about how the world sucks and everyones bigoted i think you are going to give yorself brain worms

"ah but all of this is important and true and if i dont reblog all of this important stuff waga baga THE WORMS! THATS WORMS! THE BRAIN WORMS!

i do not think you are doing activism chief i think what you are doing is sitting in your room flagellating yourself expecting something to happen

clicking 'stay signed in'-buttons used to mean that u would stay signed in

wedding dresses are white specifically so that if the bride goes axe-crazy you can rest assured you will see the blood stains all over her and it'll be sick as fuck

me and my [untranslatable] saw you from across the milky way

we talk about how surreal it is to befriend really good creatives on here but what’s really surreal is when those really good creatives also have, like, debilitating social anxiety and impostor syndrome. leonardo da vinci is on my dashboard calling the mona lisa cringe. rembrandt thrives off of my deranged tag rambles like a starving college student going after café leftovers

trying to bed a knight like: *unbuttons your jupon* *unbuckles your cuirass* *unbuckles your gorget* *takes off your hauberk* *stops to catch my breath* *unbuttons your gambeson* *takes off your shirt*

it's called a museum because me 'n' u see 'em

if i was a soccer player i'd simply kick that ball in the goal instead of wasting everyone's time

and why he oulka dots

black ticked tabby

"we detected a mature post" yeah I'm in my 30s

Boss tries to fire me for poor performance but I punch the ground and spit out blood and say "No... this isn't how this ends" while my leitmotif plays

Boss fires me for my poorly-composed leitmotif