Mollytology

i think the crux of human misery stems from the fact that our skeleton just wants to sit around and accumulate dust in an ancient barrow (that is the innate imperative of all skeletal remains in-case you didn’t know) but our meat has its own agenda which creates this fundamental conflict of interests

my organs keep whining about self preservation , my bones? playing the waiting game

There is comfort in knowing the bones will win

I hope Brendan Fraser is having a nice day.

I hope one day that Brendan Fraser gets to see this post with several thousand (one day perhaps several hundred thousand?) people who have all banded together, united for one single common purpose: to hope that he is having a nice day.

oh my fucking god

It’s five am. I can’t send this to every coworker I’ve ever had right now, so you get it instead