c'est la vie

i think sometimes i use the like button to pet the posts

let it be known that i touch grass frequently and I’m still like this.

um. cut him in half

hot dog or hamburger style, boss

no it really is that summer time sadness

hey man can i bum a couple of fire arrows

ppl are always saying that women are "allowed to cry" more than men are but I don't really think being expected to is the same as being "allowed" to without judgement, because generally the social judgement is still extremely present and imo not made much better by it being a "typical behavior from the likes of you" flavor of contempt

having a snuggable animal in your home is like a constant minigame of ancestral persistence hunting, every morning this beast is getting yoinked from various parts of the house to indulge our daily ritual of bringing him back to bed for cuddling purposes. im like the doom guy in hell meme but instead of ronald reagan im looking for my cat

remember to bury the dead with a phone, everyone. these days the ferry terminal at the river styx wants you to download a fucking app

sometimes i get really overwhelmed by love for blorbo and start saying things to myself like I need to gnaw his head off

one direction was gonna eat that girl. they bought her for food