Jesse

"it's just growing pains" -> "you're too young for that to hurt that bad" -> "you just need to get in better shape" -> "welcome to being old, everyone is in pain"

this one kinda hurts when i see it every pride month. im glad to see an art piece of mine still circulating, and with nearly 100,000 notes too! it just hurts that im separated from it. everyone in the notes thinks im gone. im still here, but my potential community and connection is lost because im forgotten in place of the art. yeah, my deactivated profile does add to the profoundness of what i was saying, but i am still removed.

I feel like you can tell a lot about a PHM fan whether they make their Rocky in tomodachi life as a fellow mii or a pet

Hey! Mario was just wondering. Could you'a put a vending machine here? In the middle of this crowded intersection?

Flan 🍮

what world do people imagine their fursonae exist inside of. I love how undefined it is. some people are like "this is my sona Hryàxe, a hybrid dragon with ice powers who has been alive through three astral ages and toppled many kingdoms of men" and someone else is like "this is my sona he's an arctic fox named blurt and hes a barista in Toronto who loves to play mahjong." And then blurt and hryàxe are lovingly having sex on a tropical beach somewhere. and I'm like how'd they get to the beach

this year’s prom theme is… *opens envelope* Great Lakes Invasive Species And What Boaters Can Do To Stop Them

And the subject of tonight’s ecology panel is *turns on powerpoint* Enchantment Under the Sea

Squarepants… he was my brother. We were hazed into the same fraternity. Hazed the shit out of us. But we persevered, and became brothers. The bond we made that year I thought would last a lifetime, but we lost him too early. He should have never attempted those ridiculous motorcycle stunts, but I didn’t have the heart to stop him. In fact, I took joy in the fanfare. I’d say, “there goes my brother squarepants”, and there he went. He didn’t even die in a motorcycle stunt, he died in a carryout at 3 AM trying to defend the old woman behind the register from a robbery. The gun went off accidentally, they said, and he’s only serving 4 years for manslaughter, but if there’s one thing I know, if it weren’t for squarepants being in that carryout that night, there would have been a lot more dead bodies in this city.