I EXIST IN THE SLUDGE BETWEEN FICTION AND FACT

do you want to play dead bodies with me

a couple weeks ago this guy posted in the chicago pagan facebook group saying that he’s a djinn and that there’s a portal between here and egypt and only he and one other person had the power to close it and there was going to be a massive sandstorm… like dude, close the fucking portal, why are you even telling us this

High key the nut vids use to be crazier. Wjht happened?

Nobodys busting hard no more

He’s got a point here, you just don’t see it anymore.

can you not play with his nasty ass corpse please.

28 year old tumblr users will look at you and say do you remember thwomp day of 2013 when everyone was posting thwomp from mario 64 in different audio

when the evilvillain post hits too close to home and you have to sit with bowed head and folded hands until the dunkin employees threaten to call somebody

it is not actually hard to see that a trans girl is going to be a girl in a story if you dont hate or actively avoid thinking about women. you too can develop this skill by caring about them in real life and not just when they are characters. and talking to them even

'how did you know this' every single girl ive been friends with for the last four years has looked at both of those characters and went god shes so me and i was like interesting. tell me more. instead of telling them they were seeing faces in tree bark. because i remember what it was like to be transgender and have no one listen to or care about me so why the fuck would i do that to them

Driving around my town trying to find one single burger just one burger or a hot dog but Unfortunately everythings just rubble and twisted scaffolding upstretched and rotting and theres shit on fire and a big black ass sky

Guess i cant do shit anymore Cause the sewers are all muddied with a thousand lonely suicides... And yep, you guessed it: a dark wind blows.