keep your heart open.

in the 2000s everything was happening on the dance floor. they signed the magna carta out there

Okay party, I've called this meeting because I want to make sure there's a contingency plan for if the Evil Sorceress tempts me and I betray you. I'm just noticing that we have a witch, magus, and cleric in this party while I am spec'd heavily into anti-magic, on account of the Evil Sorceress situation, so I really don't like our odds if I'm the one that gets seduced. Just something to take into account before we enter this fortress with a purple-pink color motif and abundant rose bushes. I'm not saying it WILL happen, I just know myself well enough to admit that my Sacred Oath as a crusader won't hold up for a second if I'm offered so much as a crumb of villainess pussy.

Your 20s are not about getting your life together they're about learning to escape the self imposed torture labyrinth you've built inside your own head

production of tchaikovsky’s eugene onegin where everything is the same except tatyana’s punk and onegin does ballet

"fuck marry kill" is a stupid game. First of all, marriage is evil. Secondly, everyone must die.

everyday i mourn that my parents did not make me study five languages during my critical window of language acquisition (2 to 7 years)

what’s the pink they put in pink lemonade that makes it so poppin

that’s pussy babe!

Is there not a single stock photo of someone drinking pink lemonade that would have been easier than putting a pink cloud over a water bottle

you think i do this shit cause it easy