This Is The Best Day Ever

Scooby-Doo is a dog who can talk, which is amazing, and he largely uses his powers of speech to communicate how scared he is of ghosts and monsters, and basically the only thing his owners do is drive him around the country putting him inside various haunted houses and such. I wish I could take Scooby-Doo aside, I want to say to him, these people are not your friends.

It's nice that loud noises don't stick to clothes like smells do. That would be really bad if they did.

Knuckle tattoos that just say “HAND” and “HAND.”

girl put that snout AWAY it is not sniffing time right now

and thats what i would say if there could ever be a reason to put your snout away. its always sniffing time. i love you.

everyone riding the train today got 250 xp after a level 32 dracula wandered onto the tracks

seven minutes in hell where you beat the shit out of each other. in a closet

“you’re such a ray of sunshine!” thanks! one day i chose to act happy and then i kept choosing it over and over and over and over until the neurological pathways formed like desire paths in the thicket. i dug and clawed my nails into the grooves of my brain and carved out joy. i retouch it every day.

skeletonin is the happiness chemical released when you see a ghoul or perhaps a ghost