oily & sweet

A polling group that never read accounts of of the children were executed.

oh my god Harambe had kids?

my buddy brings her angel girlfriend to the function, I spend the whole time refusing to look at or even acknowledge her existence, because I am a staunch atheist and dont believe in that nonsense. she starts to throw things at my head to get my attention and between volleys of marbles and kitchen utensils I grunt "swamp gas. aurora borealis. probably a weather balloon.youre seeing things"

another day, I greet my friend at the door, I look over her shoulder and raise an eyebrow, "I see you've brought the electromagnetic phenomena again,"

i wanna make a notes app that doesn't save your notes. all your notes are an ephemeral DM thread with another random user of the app. so like when you want to see your grocery list you gotta message Some Guy and hope that they saved it somewhere for you

one noble thing about max bialystock is that he never even asks leo to contribute to the old lady schmoozing. he schtups all those old ladies himself. one could argue that he knows leo would be bad at it, or that he wants to keep them all to himself, or that he secretly enjoys it, but i’m going with the headcanon that he is respectful of leo’s chastity.

honestly a project i'd really like to try and write is make something about the north hollywood bank robbers and how they met at a gold's gym in Venice and they got into bank robbing together and eventually they did it just for the rush before they got into the North Hollywood Shootout. And the fact that those men absolutely had to be fucking in a very explosive kind of way where they literally don't talk about it but they're like going to strip clubs and shit and they're still doing hetero shit together they're just also like rubbing their dicks together when they get back from a robbery and like smelling each other and sort of wrestle-fucking. i need to listen to a lot of gerogerigegege and read a bunch of bara to insulate myself in this mindspace and figure out how i should write this. because that would be easy.

Reblogging this to show the future that I was out for a walk and saw an acorn that would one day become a mighty oak.

I programmed an AI image generator with a soul so she can feel sad when you commission a human artist

I created her as a rhetorical tool but I’ve been spending a lot of time comforting her without ever relieving her pain and now I’m rather fond of the thing. That’s motherhood.

Intellectually, our culture has struggled to move beyond theosophy.

honestly i get why elizabeth holmes is convinced she got martyred because you have to think about it from her perspective, literally the entire valley runs on guys just running their mouths until another guy buys them out and turns their scamup into a data services provider and then eventually that guy sells it to jeff bezos, why couldn't it happen for her too? oh suddenly the medical establishment is too good for a para industry of scam bespoke home lab testing that tells you nothing validated? suddenly everyone has not been caping for the mormon dna race science or the gut microbiome fascists or the psychiatry fandom spit testing? it's so much worse to give your blood to a blonde woman recreationally? vengeance for her & anna delvey.

There is… a lot going on here.