i'm a luxury few can tolerate

Imagine the level of whimsy I could reach if I just had $5M in my bank account rn

abunnies hop can often destroy everytjinggggggg

does getting cursed by a witch show up in drug tests

What's a book written by a woman that changed your life or that you consider a classic? Any genre, any language.

Bunny bitea you. Bunny bitea you. Bunny bitea you. My Brutal Bunny Attacks

OW! OW! OW! IM BRUTALLY ATTACKEDSTYLES

Me making a oc : i gotta figure out how this one is being tortured

Imagine if a like 8 foot tall guy that looked kinda like an alien species just kinda showed up at the house you rent a room in and crashed on the couch and at first everyone hated him but you kinda just accepted this weird massive kinda-human alien species thing as a part of your group even though he's like twice the size of everyone else there

Cuz that's literally happening to sea lions in San Francisco right now

humiliating to be attracted to a conventionally attractive person. I thought I was a more sensitive and refined pervert than this

hate it when you see something in media that has great kink potential so you skedoodle post-haste to ao3 only to discover there's none fic left beef and then you have to sit there going oh I see I'M the pervert weirdo I'M the problem with society and everyone else in the world is going to heaven with a hundred innocence dollars preloaded onto their ole fashioned wholesome funtimes themepark fast pass card like fuckin oath man

i love making friends in fandom, i love playing with our toys together, i love coming up with increasingly niche aus, i love lifting strangers up, i love motivating people to create, i love watching someone get excited over an idea and immediately running with it, i love yelling in tags together, i love seeing someone gain confidence in their writing/art because people were kind to them <33

if you go looking for doom and gloom all you will see is doom and gloom. if you go looking for reduced items at the grocery store you may find a littol treat

staring at the dessert menu and twirling my hair and going "should I be baaaaddd" until the autistic girl I'm eating with says "there is nothing bad about eating dessert. it is a morally neutral action"

the thing about phone in bed is that it's so awesome. almost makes you feel like betraying & destroying yourself for nothing isn't all so bad