Rated M for Moon

posting is a stress response

Markiplier should start making live action roleplaying content with the LARPiplier

I don't think Markiplier wants to go to LA again

NOAH CALDWELL GERVAIS CAME OUT AS TRANS WE FUCKING DID IT

A horse walks into a bar. The bartender says, "Hey, why the long face?"

The horse says, "I think I'm about to be homeless." The bartender, who now feels a little bad about the joke, says, "Oh, man, that sucks. What's going on?" The horse says, "It's the job market. It doesn't matter how good I am at SEO optimization. No one wants to hire a horse. The moment they look at my resumé and see the name 'Brushstroke', into the trash it goes." The bartender says, "Really? I had no idea." The horse says, "And I know what you're thinking. You're thinking why don't I just apply for horse jobs instead? Well, for the first few months I wouldn't. It was a matter of principle. I didn't become the first in my tailine to get a degree in computer science just to end up pulling a cart. But lately, I've given in. Because my saving's are running out, and my kids can tell that something's wrong. So now I'm doing interviews to let drunk tourists ride me, and the pay is peanuts, and you know what? I'm still not getting any offers! It's all going to younger horses!" The bartender says, "That must feel awful." The horse says, "You can't imagine! It's eating me up! People are trying to help, but they can't. They can only offer a couch for a few weeks or only a place for me, not for my family. It's like, every morning I have to come home to my husband and my two kids and tell them I'm not good enough to support them! I'm already having to juggle debt to handle his medical expenses, and then... then there's just the shame of it. I was sired for this! I was bred to do it! And I can't! I just can't pull it off!" The bartender says, "Wow. I don't know what to say." "I know," the horse says. "I just need to find a place that's stable."

(""""boys"""" in 2017 getting run over by ramunap red with their temur energy decks): ughhh i need blockers! and {E}!

account called "i-suggest-piracy" that you think would recommend canceling your subscription and watching movies and playing video games for free... but when you look at it the blog is actually dedicated to plundering thar high seas 'n searching for booty with yar maties! argh!!

oooh, ye wanna be such a good first mate for ye captain, don't ye? ye wanna keelhull them scurvy dogs for captain! oh, such a good scallywag~ ye get some extra booty for obeying me orders

I need to stop replying to “how do you make friends in your 30s?” threads because all my answers boil down to “you have to want to know people instead of have friends” and I don’t think people wanna hear that

It’s like. People can tell if you don’t really like or connect with them. If you aren’t truly enamored with someone you will have a hard time coming up with activities to do together to deepen the friendship. Because you don’t really like that person that much.

looked up this fic it is over three hundred thousand words

state of my life: anxiety dream that I allowed the crew to paint when the surface temperature was less than 5F above the dew point

I almost fucking did it. Prophetic

does anyone know how to stop feeling like a weird kid looking on from the outside at everyone

you've met me at a very "yeah i'm trying to work on that" time in my life

still caring about internet friends you lost touch with years ago is so embarrassing. yeah i had a deam we met up irl recently. the last time we spoke was maybe 7-8 years ago. i still wear the laces we randomly decided was a sign of our friendship. i dont know what any of your socials are or if youre even active on any. sometimes i see someones art resemble yours and i wonder for hours. do you still go by that name you chose? whenever i see it i wonder if its you. we couldve passed each other in this vastness a thousand times and not have a clue.

we were lonely kids having fun together. do you remember?