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welcome to the suck! shit is doomed

@morganapendragonapologist

big fan of lady killers. and by that i mean murderers of the female persuasion

i need to start collecting novelty lighters or i'll fucking die

i need every single one of these urgently

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kelp-kelp

I have this one :)

utterly spectacular. endlessly charming. magnificent beyond magnificence.

imagine being gay Kevin & your whole personality is being gay but then it turns out that your whole friend group and everyone else you know is ALSO gay. the identity crisis would be unparalleled

& your fucking dad is gay

& the serial killer who kills your dad and your dads lover is gay

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namira

Goodbye, Gargoyle King. Goodbye, serial killer genes. Goodbye, organ harvesting cult. Goodbye, witch academy. Goodbye, evil nuns. Goodbye, Baby Anthony. Goodbye, Reggie Prime. Goodbye, ancient sorcerer Percival. Goodbye, bear attack. Goodbye, sex bunker. Goodbye, time travel. Goodbye, dog with magic healing saliva. Goodbye, palladium. Goodbye, WWI trench warfare in modern day Uzbekistan. Goodbye, Hiram.

Goodbye, Narrator Jughead. Goodbye, Writer Jughead. Goodbye, 50s Jughead. Goodbye, regular Jughead.

Goodbye, Riverdale.

Today's crab is: patiently waiting and polite

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boxur

lesbian flag color-picked from this crab...

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ursamajori

[id: two images. first is a orange pink and white crab with its pinchers in front standing in a way that makes it look polite. second is the five striped lesbian flag with its orange white and pink shades picked from the crab. end id]

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tiktaalic

no yeah jarchie of absence. that was a jarchie of absence if ive ever seen one. you say okay everybody i'm going to play a chord now and everyone says okay i know what a chord sounds like note one yup note two yup note three yup note f. huh. wait. you're missing one. playing hangman and the board says J_RCHIE but the bell just rang and ended class

slumping over in my seat and sighing loudly until someone asks whats wrong. “town won,” i say. they ask me to elaborate, and i make some sort of weak gesture which clarifies nothing. i take a long drag of a cigarette. “town won,” i say again, shrugging. town always wins. what can you do