I am carrying several diseases.

I am BORED send me fictional characters to draw.

Spent the night huffing mothball fumes (against my will) and now I feel DISGUSTING today.

KITTEN ON THE TRAIN

NEVER say I ain’t doing enough for my dogs because I don’t make them full meals with yogurt and ground beef like those influencers. I just peeled chewing gum off Buttercup’s foot and if that ain’t real love, then love is dead.

Some of y’all are so desperate to be subversive and thought-provoking that it loops right back around and makes you look like a fucking idiot when you say something that’s straight up Not Fucking True and Easily Verified and then throw around inflammatory buzzwords when you get called out.

Why did nobody tell me that Trump shat his pants on live television.

People who don’t vaccinate their pets against shit like rabies should be held liable for both animal abuse and endangering the people around them.

Before I forget, happy pride.

On the topic of the Backrooms. I like Clark, I think he’s cool, but I feel like we’re missing a LOT between the point where he first gets stuck and the Backrooms and the point where he goes fucking crazy and starts eating the stuffing out of mannequins. I think his character would be less thoroughly hated by the people of Tumblr if we saw the change happen more gradually and maybe got some context.

Stuffing grocery store sushi in my face like Saturn devouring his son.