Biotics for All

big shoutout to trans people that decide to change their last name too. sometimes you’ve just gotta throw the whole name out and start from the beginning.

I think if you can figure out what is causing Symptoms that the inside of your brain should go DING DING DING and then the Symptoms say Fuck, you got me! and leave

the last couple of days I've been noticing way more buds than usual on the branches of trees and bushes. I think something big is about to happen

Heartbreaking: Amount of pasta made too large to be one serving, too small to be two servings.

Shocking: Obscenely large pile of pasta eaten in one go anyway.

i enjoy him checking the baby out at the front desk

if you all don’t light this up for ten years on saturday…

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i edited this post back in like 2014 and i just want to say im soproud of it and i dropped it off at kindergarden and its learning the alphabet tday

@sepiamestus is this how it's supposed to be done

wait a bunch of ppl ( in mexico i belive) got togheter and made a mini movie where everyone is poorly pretending to be french in retaliation for the dogshit emilia perez musical this is awesome tjhey all have little mustaches drawn on with sharpie and are spealing the worst french ever

you can tell this was filmed in latam pq en el fondo se ven paredes sin rebocar

sorry party people this is the link go wild also trigger warning: its in spanish

:3

we are getting closer :3

truly some people have no genre savviness whatsoever. A girl came back from the dead the other day and fresh out of the grave she laughed and laughed and lay down on the grass nearby to watch the sky, dirt still under her nails. I asked her if she’s sad about anything and she asked me why she should be. I asked her if she’s perhaps worried she’s a shadow of who she used to be and she said that if she is a shadow she is a joyous one, and anyway whoever she was she is her, now, and that’s enough. I inquired about revenge, about unfinished business, about what had filled her with the incessant need to claw her way out from beneath but she just said she’s here to live. I told her about ghosts, about zombies, tried to explain to her how her options lie between horror and tragedy but she just said if those are the stories meant for her then she’ll make another one. I said “isn’t it terribly lonely how in your triumph over death nobody was here to greet you?” and she just looked at me funny and said “what do you mean? The whole world was here, waiting”. Some people, I tell you.