in a hole in the ground there lived a tumblr blog

not a nice cozy hobbit-hole, but a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filled with the ends of worms and an oozy smell

in an astounding coincidence, the right level of technology happens to be the exact one I was surrounded with growing up

I love rebloging. It’s the adult equivalent of showing everyone the cool rock I just found.

explosion at health potion factory 0 dead 0 injured

happy pride month dykes i love you dykes

“don’t take it personally” how would you like me to take it then? professionally? romantically? academically?

they seriously expected us to worship cops & soldiers when street cleaners and sanitation workers exist? fuck off i know who my heroes are

No summer travel is complete without getting screwed over by Deutsche Bahn.