Status: Mentally Ill

Im enjoying the longevity of tumblrs recontextualization style of humor. a seemingly innocuous post followed by like "posts that a gnome would make" or like "are you a phone"

I love this post

The horse thinks as it scratches an itch

in the mood to beat men with blunt objects

“why do you rb and add to your own posts” i’m talking to myself

hey me and my partner saw you from across the bar we want to kill and eat you

sorry babe, but the quilted golden scorpion jacket from Drive (dir. Nicolas Winding Refn, 2011) stays on during sex

its fun to remember we can use the big text if we want. bonjour motherfuckers. i'm posting loud as hell now.

hey everypony. can you direct me to the nonfiction birding books. thanks.