Moss

Forever love that the first number of guy essentially spoils that everyone ends up dying but you don’t realize it because you’ve turned on your fourth wall suspension of disbelief because you’re watching a musical. I love media that weaponizes audience expectations of the genre and fucks wit the fourth wall.

asked one of my coworkers how she's doing today and she goes "could be better, could be worse," and another coworker nearby who was eavesdropping chimes in with "could be a lil bit o' alligator curse!" i have no idea what he meant by that but i do know that it has been immediately added to the lexicon.

awesome that you can form a bond through gay sex which neither of you are engaging in, you're just both thinking about it really hard

one day you just wake up to 30 dms from your mutual across the world and they're like imagine if these characters were trapped in bikini bottom and they had to fuck or die and you're like, yeah tell me more

“Art is happening everywhere all of the time” but an awful lot of it seems to only ever happen in New York and London, doesn’t it?

a frustrating number of people believe that “New York and London” constitutes “everywhere”

farts

rain world

universalizing golems is something i hate hate hate that antizionists like to do. the golem is EXPLICITLY created to PROTECT JEWISH PEOPLE. thats the whole thing. you CANNOT erase that part. GOLEMS ARE INHERENTLY JEWISH AND ARE PROTECTORS OF THE JEWISH PEOPLE.

Sleeping poorly is so embarrassing... sorry im grumpy I stayed up past my bedtime. Like a toddler

cats always step precisely on your most sensitive areas when theyre crawling on you lovingly for cuddles. bladder dick ovaries boobs stomach bruise it doesnt matter. they have homing devices on their paws for the exact area you’re most tender at the moment and they put their full weight into that step. and sometimes they might keep their stance midstride so theyre just standing there forever forcing you to endure the pain. because they are simply too cute to get mad at

KILLING STANCE: TEN SOUL RENDING CLAWS