its all so gay


well, I,


and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart

do u ever spend literal days thinking about the baffling layers of nested self-aware satire in this single four-word caption in the Slayer’s Cake commercial because I do

every art historian i’ve ever interacted with: i don’t care for rococo

me, flexing: you can just say u hate gay people

And thus the theories about how Ging had empregnanted himself with Gon were born