a feelings wheel on a gallery wall

It’s like Jenny slate says. Who can never be sure

Just tried to play an ancient flute and it started filling the room with this awful miasma that wont go away

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

elvis died because it wasnt getting enough fiber

ive never fucked up someones pronouns this badly before, sorry

admire folks who reblog posts which contradict eachother. exactly! keep em guessing

fuck people who reblog posts which contradict each other. no! be explicitly clear

broooo did you seriously disturb my eternal rest & bring me back to this mortal coil just because my ancient enemy the eternal night has returned? after i sealed it away and everything? which one of you tampered with my binding runes 🙄

where's my useless apprentice i TOLD him it was going to be the duty of the next generation to not repeat the mistakes of those before them and to make this world bet- oh my apprentice goes by her now? you're telling me she's right in front of me! my dear i'm so sorry i didn't know. you look so much more happier and more confident than the bumbling, shy apprentice i once knew. im so proud of you. were you the one who tampered with my fucking runes