I like stuff

quacking in my boobs over this

QUAKING

BOOTS. FUCKER

This should be the last post on tumblr before it is shut down.

Tumblr already has a personalization algorithm it's called my beloved mutuals who have great taste and only wish to psychologically damage me sometimes

Unrestrained summer fun

i think if your account has existed on this site for a certain number of years you should be grandfathered into ad free browsing. a decade seems reasonable like if you signed up in 2012 or prior you have tenure

Were you a victim of the Mishapocalypse? You might be entitled to compensation

You know what, fuck you. *Romanticizes the monstrous in a way that is deeply compelling to people who feel they've been ostracized from mainstream society in one way or another, and also at least a little bit horny*

“if no art makes you feel anything, make your own art and feel something” is too raw of a line to have come from a jenna marbles video of her painting a rainbow/polka dot seahorse saying “it’s seahorse time” on a denim jacket

Why do you people feel profound thought has to come from high places? The gutter looks at the stars too

not only did you prove your point, but you showed an example of it in the same sentence