walking to the corner store
you people will see two men in a situation and just say yaoi
car conversations so good bc of removal of eye contact expectation. let us all learn from this
P. Stew just throwing thee sluttiest pose for TV Guide cir. early-mid ‘90s
stop reblogging butch and femme jerma
new mixed drink! i call it The Sludge
ok so i couldnt find grape fruit barrels or mint tums but i found…. alternatives
oh yeah
we’re doing it
awesome its fear!
IDK WHAT I WAS EXPECTING
When he panned the camera over to that TITANIC redcedar...
WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU EVER POST YOUR FULL NAME AND ADDRESS YOU STUPID FUCKING CUNT YOU DESERVE TO GET SWATTED
Do you honest to god think my full name is Walter Hartwell White and I live at 308 Negra Arroyo Lane
Can women be twinks? Can men be butch? Instead of asking these incredibly niche questions ask yourself this, if they weren't allowed to do so, who would you have enforcing that ruling? and then, I hope this kind of re-framing opens your eyes about how silly that would be, to enforce as such. But really, this is what they mean when they say "kill the cop in your head." What good does it do you to try and police people more?
I like this version of this comic.
tag ur gender i'm superglass
I bet octopuses think bones are horrific. I bet all their cosmic horror stories involve rigid-limbs and hinged joints.
To an octopus, a human is like a thinking being with blood-stained coral growing inside it.
I need to sit down and breathe into a bag for a while.
Its parts were obscenely limited in their movement. Each hinge could open or close only a small amount before reaching its limit, yet by working in concert they demonstrated unexpected dexterity, moving and manipulating the objects before it with cunning equal to my own. It was more torso than limb, as though a seal had been stretched and warped, given long grasping tentacles filled with bones like bars of coral. It’s head was most horrid of all, flat and ovoid, jutting out too small from the trunk as though it belonged to a beast half its size.
The thing rose upon its lowermost appendages, two long trunks that ended in flat, protruding flippers that branched into stubby, grasping mockeries of a sucker. It’s triple-hinged uppermost limbs were similar, but the ends branched into five smaller tentacles, each with three hinges of their own.
I froze, as the thing’s gaze fell upon me and it opened its hideous fish-jaw, filled with thick, many-shaped teeth like white shards of stone, and spoke in a shrill, discordant babble. I felt its horrid dry grip on my flesh, as those hinged appendages closed on me like the legs of a crab.
I felt the heat of its body, tasted its noxious, oily flesh through my touch, and prepared for the end, and all went black as a swoon overtook me.
I awoke, some time later, the cold and comforting water, banished back to the comfort of the sea and the dark. I should be grateful I am alive. I should cast aside the experience like a half-remembered dream.
I shall never again go swimming in search of lights above. The last thing I recall before the darkness took me was my right eye popping free of the thing’s grasp enough to see into the distance for one brief moment.
I saw thousands of lights.
These pictures are killing me
There are many animals I expect to see in caves, but I can confidently say that this was not one of them.
cursed tumblr drinks tasting flight
- battery acid spaghetti
- The Flavor
- white gilgamesh
- the sludge
- dragon cum
- fistbumping lesbians
- the horsepussy
edit: thanks all for your help I have added some of the things I forgot
















