I Guess

the father (dolly parton), the son (sabrina carpenter), and the holy spirit (miss piggy)

not enough secret gardens and hidden passageways and bookshelves that open to a mysterious library these days. get working on that girls.

on it boss

trapped in the catacombs boss

let’s travel through the vast unknown with mama

Posts like this are why I'll never leave Tumblr

My mom likes to say “Not my circus, not my monkeys, but I do know the clowns.”

kitties like to do what their friends are doing!

"objectively physically attractive but in possession of negative rizz" is one of my favorite character concepts. i think it's so great when there's an absurdly hot person who's just a complete fucking loser. the mood is unsalvageable the moment they open their mouth kind of deal. you get no bitches because you're so sucks.

this fucking sucks i'm going to [remembers suicide jokes aren't healthy] find a rock in a riverbed and spend a month carefully grinding it into a perfect cube

the power of a bowl of rice mixed with some fucking bullshit cannot be overstated

wore a cowboy costume to the gay bar and went home with a guy dressed as a gladiator and it was really fun but the whole time i couldnt stop thinking about how we looked like those two queens from night at the museum

having feelings that contradict your morals is soooo fucking annnoooooyyyiiingggggg. can the emotions and logic department get on the same page im tired of having to like strangle myself into being a tolerable person