rip in peace

self care is listening to Africa by Toto for 22 hours straight, staring into the void until all your feelings, impulses, muscles, and skin melt away and you are but a pile of bones vibrating along to 80’s synth wave

I wonder from where so many Americans get the idea that voting is supposed to be some expression of your deepest, most beloved values and virtues rather than a pragmatic, political move meant to shift your country as much closer to your ideal as possible. This strikes me as another example of extreme individualism. Voting isn’t about *you*. It’s about your city, state, and/or country. It doesn’t have to feel transcendently good deep down in your bones. It just has to *do* as much good as you can do, in this particular moment in time.

I love wanky high-concept indie games as much as the next person, but there are definitely certain pitfalls not attendant to other genres. I was just playing a narrative platformer where the graphics horribly glitched out halfway through level four, and it took me like twenty minutes to realise it wasn’t supposed to look like that.

“So did the video codec conk out, or am I being invited to contemplate my own inner darkness?”

if u were a gifted/talented child who grew into an anxious adult w fragile self worth and a perfectionist streak that makes u abandon things if ur not good at them immediately clap ur hands

Man 👏 Door 👏 Hand 👏 Hook 👏 Car 👏 Door

Y'all ever text somebody and they so boring that you have no idea what to say back

im somebody

have yall ever thought about the fact that morrigan is basically shrek but hotter

how do you delete other people’s blogs