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hold my soft little fox body. yes. feel it tremble, feel my heart beating in your arms…

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The whole "Elvis sighting" thing is hilarious because, like, the first documented career Elvis impersonators began working over twenty years before the guy even died. I wonder why a public figure who has a whole industry of people who look and sound like him would generate an unusual number of posthumous sightings? It Is A Mystery.

taylor swift would release a 30th special edition of the tortured poets department to block the vampire lestats spot on the billboard chart and within 24 hrs travis kelce would go missing

Damm, it really shows how consoles are just proprietary restricted PCs these days

when i was at walgreens (at 3 in the morning which explains all of this) the cashier was talking to her coworker about how shed rather be a werewolf than a vampire because vampires are condemned to hell but werewolves arent and then she asked me what i thought and i said vampire because im already condemned to hell and she said in the nicest tone of voice “i dont think anybody is condemned to hell….” paused, stared at me for a few moments, and added on “…not even gay people” 

Happy pride month to the filthiest most brutal read I’ve ever been given in my life

A real man can provide wisdom and childlike humour at the flick of a switch! My talents are unmatched

One thing I love about Iron Lung and its commentary about how we as a society treat convicts is that it never really explicitly reveals Simon’s crimes. We don’t know fully what he as an individual did at Filament Station, and it isn’t until much later in the film we hear him called “Simon the Butcher.” No clear reason is given for this title, but we can assume. None of that matters. What matters is that here and now he is welded into a shoddy submarine, at the bottom of a blood ocean, slowly losing oxygen, unknowingly exposing himself to heavy doses of radiation, and being terrorized by an unknown creature with the small hope he might be released. Instead of presenting information to get the viewer to question if Simon himself deserves this based on whatever he did, instead it confronts you with the question of whether or not a human being is deserving of this treatment. And the answer is quite clear.