killing for fun and for profit

Your friend’s unpublished fic idea is kind of a dead wife

nothing online is ever truly deleted. except that one fucking thing you're looking for

Funny when someone introduces you to something, you get really into it, and then they lose all interest in it. Oh so you’re just going to abandon me at the party you invited me to. Dude you were my ride.

Alright gang pack it up a friend from high school just sent me a YouTube short with someone reading this post over Minecraft jumping because they recognized my name. We can move on now.

it was international jazz day and all you guys listened to was a single album??

not even close to joking when i say that everyone going "meeeee :3" in the notes needs to ask themselves why they're so much more willing to listen to jazz that isn't made by black artists

REBECCA SUGAR’S WHAT?

Cannot enthuse enough about looking at the flyers on corkboards. As soon as you start noticing them, a whole world of unique events opens itself up to you. There are always people offering guitar and piano lessons, but I’ve also seen flyers for queer game nights, town hall protests, hiking clubs, live music festivals, student film showcases, indie film screenings, stone carving sculpture classes, Pride events, jazz in the park, genderswapped Star Trek stage plays, bike-a-thons, cyberpunk drag shows, an online asexuality archive… tons of the events being promoted are even free and they’re things I never would have known about if not for a flyer in a café or ice cream shop or park kiosk

My husband’s job primarily employs adult men but there is one (1) teenage girl and my husband said originally he worried she might be a bit of an outcast but instead every man on the crew was like “huh guess I am a dad/older brother now.”

She was in a car crash on the way to work one morning and called my husband to let him know she’d be late and he was like wtf guess I’m gonna be late too because I’m coming to pick you up and then he told his team and they were like I think you mean WE are coming.

Imagine you are a teenage girl probably rushing to get to work and you crash your probably new car and feel absolutely miserable and now you’ll be late to work but then suddenly in the distance a car full of all the adult men you work with just pulls up and is like “we came all the way here to pick you up” the mental image right now is fr.

This is possibly my favorite response to this post

remember when linguini brought a rat he found back to his apartment and got all embarrassed and was like it’s not much. to the rat