DO GOOD RECKLESSLY

I really do think that it’s good for the soul to be unironically pretentious about something. Not in a gatekeeping kind of way but in a “yes, it really is that deep and I would love to enthusiastically and passionately explain why” kind of way.

I feel like a horse with no name is probably the best song in the world. Not even my Favorite song just the best

the character of pjackk is really akin to a modern stock figure such as in the commedia dell'arte tradition

the character of pjackk is really akin to a modern stock figure such as in the commedia dell'arte tradition

americans be like dude learning to drive isnt that bad but they dont know youre in ireland sharing a lane with a horse who is a bad person. And the horse and the instructor are friends and he keeps dapping the horse up through the window. And the horse called you a bitch under his breath so quiet the driving instructor is trying to convince you that you must have misheard him but you didnt. and theres a roundabout coming up and the horse didnt indicate

I can no longer remember the title of the book it’s from, but here’s a quote that has remained trapped in my head for the last 8 years: “Driving in Ireland is dangerous because the roads are full of old farmers who’ve led good lives and are fairly sure they’ll get into heaven.”

I hope JK Rowling is having a bad day.

i love it when im out and i see a cis woman wearing a skirt. feels like an homage

sorry about me. or youre welcome. depending

all i need is a sweet treat. and six thousand dollars

"goo night everybody" is what a cute little slimegirl in a nightcap would say as she tucks herself into bed and falls asleep

the way tumblr users are now playing with pjackk's deactivated account like a marionette is like the ultimate death of the author. the spirit of pjackk now lives on through us all and i cant wait for my turn controlling his corpse

you probably can soon i only have so many posts left in me and none of them are good

always shoot the messanger #nomessages