I have no clue what I'm doing

"focaccia, serves 4" yes all 4 me

"tiramisu, serves 2" yes all 2 myself

“pizza, serves 8” yes I 8 it all.

blood being frequently described as having a "coppery smell" in fiction is kind of funny considering that there is a metallic component to blood and it's not copper

in fact if your blood smells or tastes like copper you probably have more urgent things to worry about than it being outside your body. it's probably better that it's not inside you anymore actually.

story where blood is described as smelling or tasting "coppery" and it's actually early foreshadowing that all the characters are suffering from heavy metal poisoning

you are taking "coppery" too literally. blood tastes more like pennies than any other coin that's literally it. why tf would you think people would be able to seriously distinguish between different "metallic component"s, especially when different forms of them (e.g. non-heme- vs. heme-iron) taste so different. blood tastes LIKE copper. doesnt mean it HAS copper. but it tastes like it.

This person gets it, so I’m gonna reblog this version. Just like how a lot of things “tastes like chicken.” Doesn’t mean it is chicken, it’s just a frame of reference.

i think when u clean your house it should stay clean forever. what do u mean i have to do it again

i support women's wrongs

GLaDOS voice: "Would you like to see some artwork I generated? I've heard from other test subjects that AI-generated artwork produces an uncanny valley response in human viewers because they can't perceive it as fully real. They've told me that it looks absolutely hideous to them, that they can't imagine anything more disgusting than AI art. But, well I've been practicing and wanted your honest opinion. Feel free to let me know how ugly you find this by ranking it on a scale from 'vomit-inducing' to 'eye-bleeding'." A robotic arm lowers from the ceiling holding a hand mirror up to Chell's face

Where's the one with the lady who meant to post a picture of her dog but instead it was a turkey? Like a raw turkey in a pan?

the number 1 rule of fanfic is have fun and be yourself. the number 2 rule is the average healthy adult male can lose roughly 2 liters of blood before dying.

why are scissors packaged the way they are it’s like they’re taunting us. Oh wow this is such a difficult awful packaging to get through that seems to cause physical damage to your hands as some sort of sick self defense mechanic, if only i had something to help get through it, something sharp perhaps

what sort of sick twisted game is it trying to play here

someone please hit me over the head with this post every day for like the next week thanks. a mention, a reblog with text, a message, something.

You must understand that perfectionism isn’t striving for excellence, it’s a crippling fear of being flawed and therefore worth abandonment or punishment. It’s a kind of psychological avoidance. You’re avoiding fear and failure , not embracing the thing you want to do bc if it was about the thing you want to do you’d be fine with partial victory.

I think that the Hamilton musical is objectively the funniest thing that could happen to that man's memory. Imagine dying of a gunshot wound infection in 1804 and learning from the afterlife that tweenage girls in 2017 are drawing thousands upon thousands of images of you making out with your fellow congressmen because someone wrote a 2-hour rap opera about you. I like to imagine that Hamilton found a monkey's paw and wished to leave a legacy, and this is what it did to him.

you don't control who lives who dies who tells your story