let's go in the garden

Literally the best times to be on tumblr is when something bad happens to someone awful. I love all of you.

when some evil cunt dies posting on tumblr carries the feeling of the last day of school before summer break

Getting shot while literally dismissing people’s concerns about gun violence under a tent with the words “Prove me wrong” printed on all sides is the most fucking hilarious way to die

I don’t like being referred to as a boy

Woah mama I'll give anyone who misgenders you the Elvis Special (a bullet)

This account likely makes the list of “the last accounts I’d ever expect to be anywhere near my blog” but I appreciate it

Woah mama I'm one of your mutuals

WHAT

spending time with ppl who love u will save u

i always click the "track package" button as soon as i get the email. "oh boy i wonder where my package is!" warehouse.