Endy

following weird horny furries who are into shit like pooltoys and transformation and stuff is enrichment. the vitamins and minerals of posting

once you get over your ass and realise you will never get some people and that’s ok you are basically immune to right wing fearmongering. otherkin? none of my fucking business

I must not fall victim to disgust. Disgust is the heart-killer. Disgust is the little-death that brings total apathy. I will face my disgust. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the disgust has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.

The important thing about continents is first that the idea was invented with Europe in mind and second that it does not work for Europe

this makes me less sad every time I see it no matter how sad the rest of the world is making me

the results came back: the doctor says the beating of my heart echoes the beating of the drums

honestly getting cozy in bed is one of the top experiences one can have on this green earth

I think part of getting better is complete ego death. Like you’re not above setting a timer for 5 minutes and focusing on a task. You’re not above doing a very simple 3 minute workout to start. You’re not above reading for 10 minutes a day when you first get out of your reading slump, even if you used to read for hours. You’re not above starting slow and then building up to where you want to be/where you once were. What you are above is total inertia. Doing something really is better than doing nothing. Radically accept where you are, radically accept your limits, and go from there. Don’t let your ego get in the way.

I get that sex and drugs are fun but even im like. at least have a 3rd thing. at least one more hobby. you can have a 3rd hobby. this isnt a purity thing this is a some of u are fucking boring thing.

rock & roll

girl i just walked into that one like a coyote with a painted tunnel

also….who are we kidding when it comes to her ‘‘little brother’‘ Winthrop.

#let’s all be honest: marian and her mother left to “help out a cousin in Chicago” and then came back with a baby     #marian only ever referred to this baby as her brother. mrs. paroo only ever called him her son.     #but if you were the family doctor. or maybe someone who knows a little bit about gestational math and menopausal women.     #you might have some follow up questions.     #anyway stay tuned for other hot takes about this american musical from the 1960s.  

I'm mad at this joke

these relationships are always increasing numbers as well. so obviously we need six eleven to mean somethimg

imagine if that's the date it finally happens

the oldest reblogs for this post that i can find are from january 2nd of 2013. this can has been getting kicked around tumblr for almost 13½ years now

And yet somehow this is my first time kicking it!