The World's Strongest Poster

they send me to space war even though i’m so freaking small i’m literally just a grunt. they only gave me a pasma pistol. i’m gonna fucking die

Girl who has increasingly obvious Symptoms over time: Actually I shouldn't put myself first because I'm the Healthy One and therefore responsible for everyone else all the time no matter what

passively emits pluralizing radiation

all gringo tgirls are puppygirls because all usamericans are dogs

This is already happening – one of the softwares used by a museum I work at only lets you talk to a human help agent if you have their premium subscription. It's such bullshit

the fact you are not the only one in these notes saying "no this is already happening; i have to pay money to speak to a representative" is just... really awesome! you said a software used by museums is doing this shit? okay! great! wonderful!! anybody know where i can scream

not a different person, exactly. the same person, slightly to the left. like timelines converging. "i would never say that." but I did. i remember saying it. and yet I never would. too cheerful, too calm, too cynical, all at once. three voices, disagreeing on what is proper behaviour.

they made the Tumblr messaging system suck ass so girls will add eachother on Discord faster, greatly expediting a crucial step in the girl-on-girl courting ritual