PunkRockPariah

I don't understand how this is even a defence in the age of drone warfare.

Or even like... Cannon warfare.

Yeah, the Ottomans could have taken this in the fourteenth century.

One siege tower and that shits cooked

Pissing off elves by claiming i fought in wars their empire waged 1000's of years ago when im clearly a regular human

aftercare for posting on ao3

your fic was good you did grammar good you’re the kind of freak people like everything’s cool dude :^)

I would take a job pushing the Sisyphus rock if it paid 20 an hour and I could wear my headphones

friend who went to bed is a type of dead wife

spoiler but the twist was literally that it was a creepy dude who was sleeping under her bed and constantly ripping ass 

every time a young gay person quits smoking or makes the decision that they want to quit, the sun shines on us all with the promise of happiness and beauty.

solarpunk revolutionary party emptying the universities, proud newsreels showing endless columns of economists, market futurists, schizoanalysts, dog eyed in threadbare cardigans and bowties, frog-marched at gunpoint into vast bioreclamation facilities and thrown screaming into the vats, scored by bouncing triumphant orchestral music. every soul can nourish the garden

kind of weird how parts of your soul are left in various locations without any warning… like yes i’m always at the top of that hill, sitting at the bus stop, in the cool light of the Japanese restaurant, standing at the pier etc etc

Butch won’t be my companion. He’s like you’re too intense. You must’ve turned on that computer like 50 times in a row last time.

What’s really funny about lowering your karma this way is that after you do a major good Karma action and listen to the radio, the radio DJ Three Dog will be like this horrible fucker from vault 101 we all hate him so much you know that guy? He did another fucking thing. He saved a thousand orphans.