hand-me-down martyrdom

what they don’t tell you is that it lives inside you until you let it out

i hate ai and the government

wdym i have to keep going

"Employment" big scam. Big scam to distract You from what matters,posting on Ur tumblr blog at 3am

nobody with a tumblr in 2026 is a good person

you can make most fandom drama disappear with this one cool trick

GET THE FUCK OFF TWITTER

getting in armored combat with a war hammer would fucking rock. good one to the back of somebody's helmet would genuinely be a life-changing experience. every problem in my head goes away. if i wasn't literate enough to have empathy, i'd do anything for whichever feudal lord made that my life.

Join my band of mercenaries and it can.

Your just saying that because your a sick pervert who gets off to themes and ideas

i feel like im a weird age where i got just a blurry glimpse at the world Before. it used to be cold in the mornings and websites had fun games and the search results showed you what you searched for. covid wasn't a thing. can anybody fucking hear me. did i dream it all????

makes me so sad when my friends refuse to pirate things and insist on paying for a streaming service EVEN when i offer to do it for them or teach them. like pleaseeee i have a vpn i have a plex server i can get you whatever you want. don't buy disney+ i can be your little poob i have it for you.

Keep salting the wound I'm close

The thing about the Witch Hat Atelier world is that the magic system sounds great until you realize it's essentially programming and that sobers you up immediately. Sure, maybe you reach the level of skill needed to draw perfect curves, straight lines, and circles without looking down, but after that you still need to be able to logic out which combination of sigils will actually give you the desired effect, and if you misplace a single line it all goes to shit. Add to that the inclusion of effect-altering inks and you start to understand why Olruggio is Like That.

Bet it feels good as fuckkk to rest your hand on the pommel of your sword when the newcomer steps a little too close to your lord who you’ve sworn to protect with your life