Barely Functional As A Person

I haven't the slightest clue what's going on here but I'm a fan of the general unhinged energy

the little feet sticking out at the back is really making this a spiritual experience.

Oh here it is again. The best video ever

CAT HERITAGE POST

floating down the river styx on an inflatable donut and high-fiving all the lost souls i pass. i’m on vacation

we need to romanticize lying on the floor and not doing anything

op is actually napstablook from hit indie game Undertale (1915)

I MEANT 2015

playing undertale in the trenches with the lads before the Big Push

Undertale Heritage Post

would you put a discarded fruit sticker on my forehead in whimsical jest yes or no

I cannot believe I’m only 10k words away from writing the end of this 5k fic

by popular demand, the sequel: I cannot believe I’m only 6 chapters away from writing the end of this one-shot fic

by reddit request, the trilogy’s thrilling conclusion: I cannot believe I’m only 4 parts away from writing the end of this 2 part series.

Being asexual is like you have to do that experiment they sometimes do with kids where there's a marhsmallow in front of you but you're not allowed to eat it until they say so and if you succeed you get another one, and you're told that eating the marshmallow early is evil and sinful and if you eat it you should be ashamed but then you're like hm I don't want the marshmallow at all and then they get mad because apparently you're supposed to be filled with an insatiable hunger for marshmallows otherwise there's something wrong with you

i love when people are like “Oh my god, I couldn’t possibly imagine being asexual, how sad, you’re missing so much…” Bitch!!! You know what’s sad? Being gluten intolerant. If you placed two pills in front of me right now, one which would turn me allosexual and one which would enable me to tear into a freshly-baked oven-warm olive-and-rosemary ciabatta without utterly destroying my body, it would not even be a choice. “hyuhhh-duhhhh aren’t you worried you’ll die alone” aren’t you worried i’ll just launch myself over the bakery counter in our local grocery store one day and stuff croissants in my mouth like a starving racoon til i die and the whole place has to be closed down as a health risk while they peel my bloated body off the linoleum floor? You should be

What i have learned from the tags of this post is that there is a whole community of gluten intolerant asexuals and we are all DESPERATELY horny for bread

Whenever I see an Ivan Aivazovski painting the sea monster in me goes absolutely feral

God if I saw this in person I'd straight up start slithering. Start writhing