If I ever go to a real life jungle and there is no “oo oo ooo ahhh ahhh” in the background I’ll flip out
Line cooks and the weed man do more for the human race every day than any CEO has ever done in their entire life
80% of the line cooks ARE the weed men
Carrying the weight of the whole world on their shoulders like Atlas
Atlas carries the sky, but point made
I carry your dad into the bedroom like a newlywed bride
[video description: a big orange cat sits inside a large metal pot on a kitchen counter looking around slightly confused and bewildered as two people off screen repeatedly point at him and say ‘little baby man’ over and over again overlapping with one another as they repeat the phrase /end description]
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Rating: Cute
This cat appears to be curious rather than stressed. The cat is probably in the pot for the same reason cats like being in boxes.
Rating: Not Cute
You’re laughing. That cat is being shot by finger guns and you’re laughing.
Rating: Not Cute
Theyre fucking cooking him
gay sex will not fix this situation. honestly, it'd probably make it worse. that being said i think we should give it a shot anyway
the transition from people needing each other to wanting each other is literally one of my greatest weaknesses that shit makes me want to walk into the sea and sit on the ocean floor for a thousand years
like. characters whose entire self worth is based on how useful they can be to others, who think that they’re going to be abandoned as soon as they’re no longer necessary, being told by someone that they want them to stay and realizing that they have value to people in and of themselves and not just for what they can do for them will never fail to completely unmake me. like on a molecular level.
it’s about the moment dependence becomes devotion
“take me to the book that you wish you could reread for the first time”
“Well, I’ve heard of him myself, in England,” said the doctor. “But the point is, had he money?” “Money!” cried the squire.
— Treasure Island, Part I: The Old Buccaneer, Chapter 6: The Captain’s Papers
HA! HOW VERY GLIB
Yes, it is a bead keychain of Gaius' entire elevator speech from Praetorium. It took me, a ... lot of hours, is roughly 400+beads, and is about 10 feet long.
Romanticizing your own loneliness and turning it into a cool girl thing only works for like a few months and then it just becomes a throbbing black hole i think. Not that ive ever experienced anything like that
love is attained through embarrassing yourself by asking for it instead
Lynette Yiadom-Boakye (Ghanaian-British, b. 1977, London, England) - 1: In Lieu of Keen Virtue, 2017 2: Brief in the Lanes, 2018 3: Brothers To A Garden, 2017 4: Waves and Crests, 2019 5: A Whistle in a Wish, 2018 6: No Objection to Noises, 2019 7: An Assistance of Amber, 2017, Paintings: Oil on Canvas
