Yo.

Messaging people for the first time is so hard. What am I supposed to say? Like, "You seem really odd and your blog intrigues me. Do you want to have philosophical conversations or perhaps talk about fictional characters?" What! Whatever. I will just follow you back and stare at your blog with my big beautiful brown eyes.

Reblog if you're okay with people coming into your DMs with the "you seem really odd and your blog intrigues me, do you want to have philosophical conversations or perhaps talk about fictional characters"

Thanks for looking out for the lesser beasts OP. I didn't realize this but I am glad to know.

big fan of whatever the youth is doing to torment scientology buildings

Reblog to dramatically improve prev’s day.

Unfortunately, a lot of people's idea of feminism does not hinge on women are autonomous beings who deserve equal rights and opportunities, but instead on women are beautiful and precious objects that should be treated well which is not actually the same thing. At all.

The same thing goes for people's idea of protecting children, where instead of viewing children as autonomous beings who deserve equal rights, respect, and opportunities, they view them as property to protect from outside damage or influence so they will grow up to be the perfect version their parents wants them to be. Which is also very much not the same thing. Every time someone cries protect the children, it's about protecting the parents property from outside harm, not protecting the child's emotions and wellbeing.

I like this time of year. it's warm enough that I don't need a coat, but it's still cold enough that bread doesn't get moldy immediately, and there's not one million mosquitoes on my dick

The window visual did me in I’m wheezing

NO

WELP

I haven’t seen this in years and yet it is burned into my memory forever.

This is on the short list of Eternal Reblog because it’s fucking legendary.

An honourable candidate for the @hellsite-hall-of-fame

It’s been too long since this was last on my fyp

[The artist, putting a simple cake next to a much fancier one: “Aw man, that guy’s cake is way better than mine.” The Audience, gleefully holding up a knife and fork “HOLY SHIT! TWO CAKES!”]

Even if you were a difficult child, you didn't deserve to be hurt.