Extraterrestrial

favorite thing about tumblr is having a fandom in law. no i haven't watched this show and i'm not planning to. but my moot is having fun!! look how much they love it!!! i'm supportive from the sidelines!

This has been in my queue for months.

the way you win at DnD is making your friends laugh

when janelle monae finished telling me about how everything is sex except sex (which is power) and hit me with that “now ask yourself who’s screwing you” for the first time, i ascended far beyond this plane and met with the deity that rules this universe before coming back into my body a fully enlightened being

michel foucault was bald because janelle monae spoke these lyrics to him through a rift in spacetime and immolated his wig 

The beauty of tumblr is that some people here think that cigarettes get you high and drinking once a week makes you an alcoholic, while others here started smoking at 13 and wouldn't even consider ketamine a drug because everyone does it. And both of them are on tumblr blogging about TV shows from 2005.

imagine having a crush on your sexy boss who’s 3 times your age. and sometimes her nails dig marks in your arms and sometimes she hugs you when you’re scared but it’s just for the cameras. all of this is happening to my friend ava

btw from deborah’s pov this is a nightmare. imagine your entire life you have been sabotaged and boycotted bc you are a woman. imagine you’re ambitious, and because of that, because you dared to want anything at all, the world constantly punished you and mocked you. imagine if the one time you got close to having what you wanted the people closest to you betrayed you and abandoned you. imagine seeing yourself in a woman, and she’s the parts of you you hate the most, but she’s also good, she’s you if you weren’t so fucked up, she’s the first person in years you let yourself be vulnerable with. imagine to get the ONE thing you’ve always wanted you have to be the horrible person you always knew you were, but she finally learnt how to be cruel from you. imagine again, after 50 years, you got what you always wanted, but everyone close to you leaves you again. imagine you’re going to die alone, and you’ve always known that, and any idea otherwise was just a silly dream. ALL OF THIS IS HAPPENING TO MY FRIEND DEBORAH. AND SHE ALSO THINKS SHE’S TOO OLD TO BE BISEXUAL