Meh

You also purchase CDs once and as long as nothing happens to them you get to keep them forever.

and if you have a computer with a disc drive, you can move the content of those CDs onto it and then burn it onto future CDs. it doesn't even have to be the same album. you can make a playlist with physical media. you just have access to all of it, at your whim, with no unskippable ads being shoved in your ears. it's really nice!

honestly “the lion doesn’t concern himself with” is a pretty good anti-ocd phrase

the lion doesn’t concern himself with managing other people’s feelings

the lion doesn’t concern himself with what ifs

the lion doesn’t concern himself with germs

the lion doesn’t concern himself with reliving that one excruciatingly painful moment for the one thousandth time and imagining a better response

official aromantic post

FUCK. i think i have to learn blender

the humble manual smoothie maker after they break their hands:

every day i log in here and get beat up by genies

the horse when asked what he would like for dinner

put a bullet in me already why dont you

ohhh fuck off. someone learned my summoning ritual again. ill be right back

Hey dude. Couldn't help but notice that the peaceful backing music cut out when you fixed me with a glare uncharacteristic of the traits we've seen you display so far. What was that all about.

When you thought it would be easy peasy lemon squeezy but it turns out to be difficult difficult lemon difficult.

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Not the citrus scale I was looking for but I like it

31 hours deep into the insomniac’s gambit and i tried to microwave a popsicle

31 hours deep into the insomniac’s gambit and i posted on the wrong blog again

i can't express how absolutely important it is that when you make an edgy, brooding, badass character who's tough as nails and good at fighting and whatever, you HAVE to give them at least one reason to become completely helpless and pathetic. you have a panic attack quota to fulfill.

dick is leaving voicemails like No that’s fine ignore my call it’s not like i had anything important to tell you or anything. it’s not like i’m dying. even though i could have been. i’m not bleeding to death in an alley way or anything. but i could have been. and you would have missed the call. and all you’d have to remember me by is this voicemail. hope the concert was worth it tim

and he’s doing this with 643 unopened messages and 329 missed calls up his ass.