Roll for Tissues

nip over to troy, bit of rough and tumble, big horse, bish bash bosh, back home to ithaca. simple as

"I want molly" "I want percs" well you're getting leeches

i’m going to be really honest with you guys i think the tendency to read the absolute worst possible intentions into every action you don’t agree with is getting too automatic and it’s eating you from the inside out

We’re all having a midlife crisis leave us be

first in my bloodline to read this much gay fanfiction

i am extremely off putting want to be friends

Everyone needs to stop saying death of the author when what they mean is separating the art from the artist. Like FR stop it.

[ID: excerpt from an article reading: One of my favorite stories, which should drive anyone who has every played in a band crazy-- there’s this bassoon player who has sat next to the same clarinet player since 1988. She’s convinced he plays half a note4 flat on every note he’s every played. He denies this. /]