Forgotten

World Heritage Post

i love doing bullshit with my toys. im playing and having fun yayyy

"google ai" "spotify ai dj" "ai assistant" "enhanced by ai" what if i just start beating people over the head with a rock

i love coming home at the end of the day and untying the ribbon around my neck that holds my head on

[talking about my favorite characters] okay so THESE two come in a bonded pair and if i think about them too hard i start taking poison damage

i love leaning into a bad feeling #mytwistingknife

Reblog if you think the person you reblogged this from deserves to be happy.

Ashes once told Marius to check if his gun was loaded and he accidentally shot himself

I love that Tripe couldn’t be tempted by literally anything but you give Elizabeth a pile of paperwork and she’s on your evil horse and off the demonic Tesco in like two seconds

Babygirl I know fandom history that you wouldn’t even care about

i know fandom history that even I don’t care about

what i miss most about being a chocolatier (besides the honor of gayest job title imaginable) is we had these massive bars of chocolate for tempering that were 10lbs and we had to break them into smaller chunks. by using a sledgehammer of course. i LIVED for that shit

all the other people in production HATED busting them especially at the end of the shift but i fucking loved it. give me the hammer. i can be trusted with the hammer. And everyone did in fact trust me with the hammer because again they all thought it was tedious and painful. me? i was having the time of my life. even if i had to pick up the slack for other people i would be annoyed for all of five seconds before the euphoria of getting to smash things set in. and the production areas had windows too so customers often just got to watch me beat the shit out of a massive chocolate bar. with a hammer. like a zoo animal. i was getting paid to do that. every day i miss it.

not getting to find out how oscar wilde got the scar is gonna haunt me i think

if I ever tell you “lmk what you think if you read/play/watch it!” I am firmly inviting you to send me a play by play minute by minute cataloguing of your thoughts about The Thing

Petition for all charity shops to arrange their books in alphabetical order. Preferably by author but title would be acceptable because what do you mean you're sorting them by colour? How are people supposed to find anything?