Or are they all just growling

sorry i never replied. everyday is blending together and i'm losing sense of time

month starting on a monday we have no excuse guys lets get to work and lock the fuck in

yk its actually very chic and avant garde to start on tuesday the second

many claim theres nothing more subversive and revolutionary than starting on wednesday the third

I think it's cute when depictions of our solar system include earth's moon. Like yeah sure the moon's invited. We just like her

Like simplified models that don't have Literally Everything just the planets. And our moon #OurMoon

yes i do want to be your friend. no i am not messaging you first.

well, no, i didn’t expect leopards to eat my face, but this obviously wasn’t what the leopards eating people's face party wanted. they were stifled by their opposition and bureaucratic red tape! i think we should give more power to the leopard eating face party, so the leopards only eat the faces of people who deserve it. plus they just put a new leopard in charge of the face eating, and i think this one really brings something new to the table. so yes i'm voting for the leopards eating people's face party again. why wouldn't i.

One of the things that gets me about Midsomer Murders is how determined everyone is to carry on with their lives. I think multiple murders in my small village would distract me from the sewing competition / guinea pig contest / dance show, actually.

One of the best things about being a writer is thinking of something small you can add to your work that’s just. Devastating. Like you’re sitting there going. Oh. That would be diabolical. People would get really riled up about that. Exquisite. Let’s do it.

let's be several years behind together

actually im doing really well except for the fact that everything makes me sad and the things that dont make me sad make me angry. but other than that im fine

friend asked me today “can you get cancelled on tumblr” and i realized that they really have never been on here

I just need a beautiful woman to tell me that my bizarre imitation of human social skills is alluring and sexy

you're just mad because you're hungry and tired and your legs hurt and you head hurts and you're too hot and you have depression