special agent box muncher

and here you are

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and here i am

experiencing adolescence in the 2010s has fucked my perspective of the word “epic” totally beyond repair. i will forever view it in the same league as words like “awesomesauce” and “legitness” im sorry. theres just no going back

i know others have said this before but i can’t stand it when. when you say you’re autistic and are openly autistic and you’re like yeah, i have an actual neurodevelopmental disorder, like i actually Have Autism for real. it’s not imaginary i am actually disabled. and people will be like omg yes i understand that, of course! go you! it’s okay to be autistic! we accept you! ❤️ and then they will literally turn around and talk to other people about how weird you are. or how slow you are at doing things. or how you’re too blunt or how you talk weird or how you move weird or whatever like yeah. i act weird sometimes. i’m aware. it’s almost as if i have a disability with one of its main hallmarks being abnormal social functioning. sorry man

the only thing stronger than the gastric distress i get from eating cherries is my love for eating cherries

what

thank you. im once again reminded why i love tumblr because where else could i get content like this

We don’t talk enough about the two identical old women who just hang around Azula saying ominous shit in unison. What’s their deal. Is there a comic about them. Are they paid for their services

They serve cunt and omens. What more do you need?

do you even know how much work goes in to keeping this basement appropriately creepy and disgusting? thats not rust on those pipes, i painted that. i cant have rusty pipes. i use those to shower. those are actually fancy rats, too, the wild ones are too good at hiding. and frankly good handcuffs are wayyy more expensive than the pink fuzzy kind. the filing cabinet is real, though. dont go in there. i need those paystubs to do taxes.