“Look at that filth, you dingus”

rfk jr dies of ecoli like to charge reblog to cast

Tits too big, ass too fat, dear sweet Charlotte, please come back

Sometimes it's just me, my mental illness, and a Nancy Drew game against the world

No cops at pride, just Percy with Bad News.

i dont even believe in ghosts i just like when the funny little machines say funny little things

they should make a pill that makes people in their 20s feel good about where their lives are going

Girl you need to get out of bed faster than this

never enough time in the day to do fuck all

they should make it easier

His trauma hair and bitchy attitude have bewitched me body and soul

Beau and Caleb get teleported directly on top of the bad luck bandits. It's unclear who is having the worse day.

Even IF Nightwing does 19 different flips before he throws a punch, that punch makes you see the face of GOD. It's the only punch you need