im tryign so hard

i wish shapes were like bugs and you could just get like a circle infestation in your house or something. fuck ive got bed triangles fuuuck. this could solve everything

(nods sagely) (nods basily) (nods rosemarily) (nods saltly) (nods star anisely)

has anyone else noticed they still havent invented a pocket dimension where time stands still where one can go to sort their shit out? so you just have to either try in this go go go ass world to find the time, or die unresolved? just something i've noticed.

English sauce I'm cryinggggg

tumblr is like an abandoned space station & you all are the thing in the vents

not me though. im girl with tanktop

a party of adventurers that are all equally convinced that they are in completely different forms of media

the mage keeps giving smug glances in the direction they assume a camera is in. the fighter keeps getting indignant about missing attacks because of "bad dice rolls." the rogue is doubtful that a villain is gone for good because "nobody ever stays dead in comics." the paladin attributes fortune to "good rng." none of them have even considered that "tumblr post" was an option

followjob from a girl with huge mutuals

calling things "cutes" is so uh. what's a good word for when something is cute but slightly more cute

the word cutes is autological