Kafu's

I was high off my ass last night and had this dream where I was in this dense ass forest and sitting there was a tall woman. She was so tall I couldn’t see her face but she was wearing gold and I was like “uh…hi?” And she said “I made you, do you know that?” And I nodded and she was like “I hear your thoughts. Why do you hate my creation? Why do you try to destroy yourself? I made you perfect as you are. Please don’t break my heart”. Then she started crying and it flooded and I woke up with fucking heart palpitations like what does it Mean™️????

Concept: The Earth is safe, it is our Creator. The Ocean on the other hand, that’s Satan’s fucking den.

talents include: being unknowable to everyone including myself, being present yet unreachable, swinging wildly between two emotions at any given time, repressing everything and mistaking it for stability

plot twist: they're all the same vampire

vibing with someone who got the same goofy energy as u is so damn therapeutic

This movie had no business being as good as it was. Go watch it. 

Noted

Also I forgot Jack Black wasn’t a woman while watching this so there’s that

My favorite trope is “janitor in headphones continues cleaning through extreme action”

I’ve been the janitor in headphones and trust me it’s an act we just don’t wanna be involved in the nonsense

this is literally how i dance

This went from “wow that’s pretty neat” to “WTF ITS ALIVE” real quick

she did that

Scenario: You are watching this puppet show, and then after the song is over, the puppeteer smiles at you as if to thank you for your support, then her and the wooden mouse depart in opposite directions. 

If this thought hadn’t crossed anyone’s mind watching this already, re-watch it taking into consideration that gravity exerts an unpredictable chaos on dangling objects, that the puppet’s own wobbliness is most of the movement we see here and this woman simply has that flawless of a feel for how physics will continue moving the limbs at the slightest single twitch of her finger. This is a real deal fucking puppeteer no matter what her background or how long she’s been doing it. That wooden mouse is an appendage of this woman’s soul.

That feel when a wooden mouse has more soul when dancing than I do

I love how this could be either am or pm and still make sense