disco inferno

I'm imagining a world where RPGMaker somehow made it as the de facto codebase for software and you have to navigate your banking app by walking around in a huge room full of NPCs named "make deposit" and "make withdrawal" etc and there's loud as fuck stock music playing

I have never, and will never, use "ofc" to mean "of fucking course". It literally stands for OF Course...

never kill yourself because there are gay vampires to live for

the g spot is inside the stab wound

Most Lithuanian Jews I consider to be my people #MyPeople but the architect Louis Kahn is my enemy #MyEnemy because in my early 20s I slipped on the rain-slicked slate floor of one of his masterpieces and permanently sprained my ankle. Arguably various Systems were more responsible for this event than the Great Man was, but his name is on the building, and he did put the slate floor at the bottom of a hill where rain would pool right in front of the entryway

optimistic reports of rock-fucking are coming in from my sources in the replies.

glad to hear this is an anomaly of my own dashboard but i should've never posted this right before bed because i had vivid seroquel dreams last night that i was dating a rock

Happy pride to the homophobic cat living with 2 gay men

I really needed to read this today. Thank you.

a heatwave is a type of ancient curse

phone somehow autocorrected "the joker" to "the worker." why so devoid of class consciousness, batman

oh my god i almost forgot to tell you all about how, while my dad was visiting, i had an infestation of every single kind of bug in my house that hasn't been a problem before or since. like i'm not kidding i evicted so many creeping crawlies that week and couldn't for the life of me stop mosquitos from stealing my blood, but as soon as he left they vanished. and i mean, sure, there's a perfectly rational explanation, because two people make more mess than one and he has a habit of leaving the windows wide open enough to fly a jet engine through day and night, but i can't help but think how symbolically on the nose it was. the ancestral rot at the heart of my family so gothic it's got ants and flies buzzing around its decaying corpse.

hey so update but i haven't been harassed by a single freaky little beast since my dad left even after leaving some crumbs on the floor as an experiment to see if they attracted any ants so i think my dad might just be bugs actually