What even?

I've been melting dogs down to make this thing called dog metal

being an executioner used to be an inherited job. imagine dealing with teen angst and also job shadowing your dad the town’s torturer

This post came up in conversation once and I tried to google and find it but every variation on the caption I typed in made google hit me with their "hey man, maybe stop searching for racist memes" followed by 10,000 explicitly racist memes and, crucially, not this post. While I am glad this is a feature google has, it definitely did not help me find this post (which is not racist) but it did show me a lot memes (that were on purpose racist)

as a woman in the ozempics era you HAVE to have friends who eat normally (3-4 meals a day, no girl dinner bullshit) and who are always down to going to cafes and eating burguers and fries and stuff, I cannot stress how vital for your mental health it is to have friends with whom you feel free to say you're hungry at any time and with whom you feel free to eat as much as you want

After 13 years of this, it's still funny to me that detailing a full mental breakdown on tumblr is standard fare, but posting a nice selfie is a fraught decision.

this is the correct way around and every other social media site is wrong

one time a guy friend told me he was quitting league of legends and literally two weeks later she was on estrogen. these events are intrinsically connected in my mind.

There is still time [to stop playing league of legends]

Lets abort until its 1/2 of the generation.

shoutout to the words "overmorrow" and "ereyesterday". english losing these words was stupid. "the day after tomorrow" "the day before yesterday" clunky-ass constructions. revolting. i'm bringing overmorrow and ereyesterday back in my idiolect and there is nothing you can do about it