What is life?

imagine being the guy who discovered microorganisms trying to explain to people that you promise there are millions of little secret guys on everything

*rotates your sandwich*

crying literal tears of blood whenever i see someone say “you’re talking about palestine for *woke* points” or any other iteration of the clout chaser vs “let me imply i’m actually donating money bc this is the only form of solidarity i know and is therefore the only valid one” trope as if literal palestinian activists like mariam barghouti, the el-kurd siblings, fayrouz sharqawi and countless others have told you six billion times over the last week that they don’t need your motherfucking charity, they need you to educate yourself and speak up. charity isn’t solidarity, taking accountability for your actions and amplifying palestinian voices is. when we have people publishing people of their dead relatives and neighbours in an attempt to humanise them and urging you to spread these images because they can’t even be afforded that last dignity, your pontification about “not using your platform bc u aren’t one to exploit the palestinian struggle for clout” reeks of complificity. if your platform is two people then that’s two people you can perhaps convince of the inherent humanity of palestinians and the inherent evil of apartheid and genocide. if your platform is your dinner table and your grandmother needs to be de-brainwashed then that’s useful too. there is a duty of memory and of vocal support to the dispossessed to do here because their issue isn’t that they’re voiceless, it is that they are SILENCED. how many times do they have to beg you to just spread their words for make it click through your heads?

If you arent at least vaguely aware of your friends digestive system issues are you even friends.

microdosing on pasta by taking just one out of the pan and eating it to see if it's done

i cant play horror games man fuck what if i turn the corner and see a thing or something

the games essentially promise me this will happen? what am i even supposed to do

I like it because it looks like something a woman would actually design for herself.

i genuinely did not remember how fucked up the plot of robots (2005) was like. rich robot capitalists stop manufacturing certain parts to cause poor robots to become obsolete so they can be melted down and their metal remains used to create more high end products in the name of profit like wow thats genuinely horrifying for a movie whos target audience was mainly 8 year olds

this is the same movie that has a character with an ass thats twice the size of her body

And it was a cinematic masterpiece

and it was a cinematic masterpiece

prince phillips organs shutting down like cascading dominos while the doctors frantically stuff him full of replacements harvested from kidnapped street orphans

Little Bartholomew your sacrifice for the crown was not in vain

Bro in 10,000 BC I woulda been so good at staying up all night making sure no predators got into the cave

postmarrital sex: you only have sex after you’re divorced each other