A Slice Of Life

one of lifes evil ironies is when a kid (undiagnosed w a hereditary phys/mental health issue) goes to their parent and says “hey im experiencing (symptom of undiagnosed hereditary disorder) should we do something about that” and parent (also undiagnosed) goes “no thats normal i also experience that dont worry”

joy 420 gets so much shit

THAT’S BALLING

They’re made from beets!

she’s a 10 but she has long ebony black hair (that's how she got her name) with purple streaks and red tips that reaches jer mid-back and icy blue eyes like limpid tears and a lot of people tell her she looks like Amy Lee (AN: if u don't know who she is get da hell out of here!). she’s not related to Gerard Way but she wishes she was because he's a major fucking hottie.

Vote for whoever can move you one inch closer to your goals. This is a long game. If there's a candidate who wants to move you a mile closer to your goals but they do not stand a chance in the general election, you vote for whoever can move you one inch closer to your goals. The time to vote for the "one mile" candidate in the primaries. Once you get to the general, you vote for the one who has a chance in hell of winning, or you're actively working against progress. 100% of the time, voting in a general for a "can't win" candidate because their beliefs align more with your beliefs is actively working for the opposition. There is no situation in which this is not true.

The guy behind the counter at the post office was just like, "can I getcha anything else? Stamps? Pint of blood?" And the ten seconds it took me to remember my mask has vampire teeth printed on it was the longest most bewildering moment of my year so far

Me, bewildered and delighted: they sell blood at the post office now?