Sometimes I'll be trying to fall asleep and "smork alam" will just pop into my head and I start giggling.
What happens if I choose me?
every moment of every day i am thinking about this tiktok
Lumpfish come in a variety of shapes and colors.
[He scoops up the fish, it spits water and he turns it toward the camera]
This one is stumpy and green. Very beautiful, very powerful.
[He picks up another fish and turns it toward the camera]
This is what a normal lumpfish looks like. It is more elongated, but still a vibrant blue color. Very beautiful, very powerful.
[He picks up another fish and turns it toward the camera]
This is one of the stumpiest ones we have. Its hump is very high. It is very stumpy, but yet very beautiful, and very powerful.
[He pans over a lot of fish, all looking up at the camera]
My fish army is ever growing, and soon I will over throw the world. Very beautiful, very powerful.
because of this tiktok, i frequently murmur "very beautiful, very powerful" at myself, and i cannot recommend it enough.
god i'm so tired of everybody's bad faith interpretations of everything. where's the trust. where's the forgiveness. where's the understanding that most things are complex and most people have many layers. and like the black eyed peas once said. where is the love
Ahh, it’s back
i have disproportionately strong feelings about this.
every time i say “nah i’m not gonna watch it again.” BUT I STILL DO EVERY TIME.
YEAUGH
ruby on tha brain again......
I don't speak Spanish but I understand every word
Black cats are lucky. (via leahweissmuller)
MAN [IN THICK ACCENT]: Black cat bring good luck. Not bad luck. I have black cat - See, him face - And I am not dead today: Good luck!
“See him face”
I sure fucking do see him face
Him face
Reblog him face for good luck in 2021
Reblog him face for good luck in 2021 (2)
Reblog him face for good luck in 2022
Reblog him face for good luck in 2023
Always reblogging Him Face. :)
No you won’t ever be exactly the same again and that’s fine, actually.
I’m assuming you’re talking about the ‘died and came back different’ thing?
No, I’m talking about the mundane horror of existing as a human being.
Ruby: (As the days go by, we face the increasing inevitability that we are alone–)
Ruby: (– in a Godless, uninhabited, hostile and meaningless universe.)
Ruby: (Still, you’ve got to laugh, haven’t you?)
I feel like being chaotic today, so I’m gonna say it.
People who opine about RWBY’s supposed quality of writing during V1 are wearing some serious nostalgia glasses.
Since this post is getting notes again I’d like to clarify something. I don’t *hate* V1. I can appreciate it for what it is, a beginning.
This post was mainly addressing the toxic nostalgia that surrounds the early volumes of RWBY.
promise me you'll stay on this site for 10 more years okay?
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