mushroom asylum

My son gort the golden ticker

Grandson!

you're laughing. Those dogs were stuck on that large pile of snow until it melted into a tiny pile of snow and you're laughing

"I learned a lot from making this" is artist talk for "making this sucked ass and I'm not entirely happy with the result."

When the riff comes back with a cruel smell

trauma dumpling

🥟

for me, its the little smile sink dog has. she comes off as genuinely happy in a really subdued, realistic way

need double of whatever cocktail they’ve got u on

Don't do this; it makes mustard gas!

this is actually a symptom of being punk

It is genuinely mind blowing to me just how many Tumblr posts have changed my life for the better and taught me to be happier. Not all of the thoughts originate on Tumblr, but the way people collect and frame them has literally changed my brain chemistry.