Wandering Rivers

you’re phillip buckley. you and your wife are considering splitting up. you receive two emails over the course of some weeks. your son invites you to the funeral of the man who raised him in your stead. it’d be a four hour drive maybe. you choose not to go. you drink some wine. then your daughter sends you an email announcing the birth of her second child who is named after the same man that raised your son. the same dead man. you know that no child will ever be named after you. you know that it’s what you deserve.

you’re phillip buckley and you witness your son receive the greatest gift he could ever ask for (his captain believed in him a year ago) and there’s an expression on his face you’ve never seen. you once thought you knew what he looked like happy; bruised and rough around the edges with an ice cream cone in his hand. now you see that it was never joy, it was transaction. you’ll never see that face on him. you’ll never elicit that look after you’re gone.

the oldest reblogs for this post that i can find are from january 2nd of 2013. this can has been getting kicked around tumblr for almost 13½ years now

And yet somehow this is my first time kicking it!

hey followers. have you ever wanted to know how it feels to be inside a bag of cornflakes

ye

enter the cornflakes domain

I fucking hate this website because not only did I click this goddamn link expecting it to be a joke of some sort, but it wasn’t a joke and I sat here spinning the screen around enjoying myself in a stupid bag of cornflakes like the dumbass monkey I am on Tumblr.com, enthralled by being in a bag of corn flakes in

but what if i read one of your fanfics and then went to your ao3 accounts and read all of your fanfics and left a comment on every single chapter of every single one and you got spam emails from all of my kudos and comments and it made you smile, what then? what if i brighten your day with my words like you did mine, what then???

marrage

weddning

honmoon

Babby

Fanfic update

in that order

We all know that Rocky really likes it when Grace does puppet shows. But have we considered that one day Grace remembers the existence of the Muppets and shows Rocky a "real puppet show." Rocky now loves the Muppets and him and Grace watch all the muppets movies.

little miss echolalia would like to repeat what u just said

little miss auditory processing disorder would like you to repeat what you just said

This implies a liquid form of bread

Beer

FUCK

Official Bread Post