i have the only right

(with the intention of ordering grapes from the lemonade stand) hey

unfortunately i can never hate on a "power of friendship" narrative no matter how corny because the thing is it's literally real

>arriving at the Crystarium >asking Lyna whether the Exarch is normal or that cat >she doesnt understand >pull out illustrated diagram explaining what is normal and what is that cat >she laughs and says “he’s a good leader sir” >pull off his hood >it’s that cat

listen i consider myself an empathic person but after a certain point i get sick of other people’s problems. my friend is always talking about how the jewel-eyed skull on their mantlepiece is tormenting them w its sinister beauty and im over it. like dude i don’t want to talk about this anymore. get rid of the fucking skull

you’ are biased against my skull

i’m not having this argument again man

Your heart is not true enough to enter the gates of Margaritaville

but I know... it's my own damn fault...

the guy who designed scythes definitely knew that shit was badass. he didnt care about wheat

ill spend my twenties investigating the healing properties of salt i dont know about you guys

excuse me

Sorry op. That's my friend the Salt Vampire from the Star Trek episode "The Man Trap" which first aired in 1966. Blessings be upon you.

its just i dont feel blessed by its presence is all. sending love your way

inside your body is PITCH BLACK your cells do all of that in the DARK

self care is swallowing lit matches every 5 minutes so that ur cells can see whatever the fuck they’re doing in there

Reblog and put in the tags the first thing that comes to mind when you hear the term “the big three”.