Yzzy

i got that dog in me but it's one of those little fucked up trembling scared ones

My toxic trait is that no matter what I need three hours to myself at the end of the day to do absolutely nothing.

opening tumblr in march and it's just like "huh. knife weather we're having."

"I CANT HANDLE THIS" *handles this*

"I CANT TAKE ANOTHER DAY" *takes another day*

This is why scientists study everything.

Put this picture in your pocket, next time you get into an argument with someone about 'useless' scientific studies, ask them "Do you think that we should give funding to study the mating habits of endangered iguanas in the Sonoran desert, or should we be funding cures for alzheimer's and diabetes?" and then when they say "Of course we should be using that money to fund cures!" you can whip out this picture and say "trick question, it's the same thing"

(Smugly after failing at a task) and they said it could be done.

do you see this shit my liege

Due to recent changes (*shakes fist at tech bros fucking up the planet*) I feel obliged to point out for the sake of anyone who does not have timestamps on that this post is from 2021 and therefore predates AI.

my body is a machine that turns normal situations into psychological horror