babysitting a kid right now, and hes pretend napping and ive got lullaby music on and everything (this is something he likes to do.) and hes pretending to sleep talk. This is all normal enough except the only words hes choosing to say are *snoooooorrre*…… cinnamon challenge…. my god………..Cinnamon challeng………..
Same kid just passed me a note reading “I Ned Car”
I was like why do you need a car? And he just sighed and kicked the floor and said “Needa get outta here man.”.
My dad tried to convince me that the Beatles were an emo band because “emo is short for emotional, and happiness is an emotion”.
most feminist beatles songs:
i love being sober and talking to drunk people at parties cause i asked a guy “if you were a wizard what kind of spells would you cast” and i know he wasnt lying when he said “summon creatures”
okay so in my english class we were analyzing this painting
and the first thing i thought of was wayne and eddie so if anyone wants to draw them like this i will in fact sell you my soul
here’s them poorly edited on to it!!!
because why draw when shitty photo shop is 10x easier and 10x funnier
bonus: the dog is now wills dog from season 1
pick an option and then lie about what you picked in the tags. before voting, look at the tags and pick any number that isnt the one that prev put.
****************************************************** Billy was obviously perturbed by the idea of Steve running out and about unsupervised, meeting people he deemed unsavory- namely Eddie- because on Saturday evening, he came along with him to the party.
Everything about that evening was the same as the others, the same rowdy company and opulent drinks and yellow light, but as soon as Robin stepped up to Steve’s side, she felt a sort of abrasive oppression lingering about him. It wasn’t his- adjectives like those had and would never apply to him- but it hung from him, like a stain on his outfit, a bitter strain in his perfume.
****************************************************** love you all!! <33
FEUDALISM RESTARTING IN 10 SECONDS. CLASSES WILL BE RANDOMLY ASSIGNED
i got merchant
Also, here’s the assigner link for convenience
Realizing that mlvn is bound to fall bc Mike is Ken in that relationship
He is so Ken coded fr lmao someone needs to draw him with the kenough hoodie 😂
every time a new person reblogs one of my posts I read their entire blog archive and judge their life choices, just saying.
What worse life choice could they have made
Today in niche genres of joke that I can never get enough of and will probably still be secretly thinking about four years later
and if you turn to ur left you’ll see the emos
is that my chemical romance?
OH MY GOD not every group of emos is my chemical romance stfu tumblr
but it actually is my chemical romance
this is the funniest fuckibg thing I’ve ever seen
I’ve…. seen this everywhere except on Tumblr itself. It’s the blessed post.
I reblog this everytime it comes on my dash and I’m unashamed
I’ve waited so long to see this post in person
Damn…… What a way 2 start the decade. Ive only seen this post in screenshots…….
YOU GUYS
LOOK AT THIS
I’m fucking crying
It’s the fucking post
I’m really surprised that at no point so far has a character mixed up “upside down” with “down under” and accidentally led another character to think that they were talking about Australia the whole time. And by another character I mean Argyle.
Jonathan: it’s full of monsters with hundreds of teeth
Argyle: yeah, everyone knows that
Jonathan: and there’s really dangerous plants
Argyle: I’ve heard that too
Will: and there’s this giant spider made of smoke that can mind control you
Argyle: I didn’t know that, but it’s not surprising based on everything else I’ve heard about Australia
Will: ….
Jonathan: ….
Jonathan: what?
Just had a dream that a novel exists which is written from the POV of an old man dying in the 1920s in the form of diary entries and bit by bit it's revealed it's actually a closeted trans woman who was out during her youth and forced to recloset and now I desperately want to read it
The narrator was like, referring to a girl called Sarah in all the writings, and at the start it's super unclear who Sarah actually is and it's speculated by the people around that she may be a lover from the narrator's youth, until it's noted that Sarah had heterochromia and that's the defining trait of the narrator
Oh also Sarah did actually have a lover. They were T4T and lived in a little cottage by a lake until he was drowned in it and Sarah couldn't make ends meet anymore and had to recloset
Okay a bunch of people have told me to write the thing now so I've decided if this post gets 30K I'm turning the thing into an epistolary novel.
Just had a dream that a novel exists which is written from the POV of an old man dying in the 1920s in the form of diary entries and bit by bit it's revealed it's actually a closeted trans woman who was out during her youth and forced to recloset and now I desperately want to read it
The narrator was like, referring to a girl called Sarah in all the writings, and at the start it's super unclear who Sarah actually is and it's speculated by the people around that she may be a lover from the narrator's youth, until it's noted that Sarah had heterochromia and that's the defining trait of the narrator
Oh also Sarah did actually have a lover. They were T4T and lived in a little cottage by a lake until he was drowned in it and Sarah couldn't make ends meet anymore and had to recloset
Okay a bunch of people have told me to write the thing now so I've decided if this post gets 30K I'm turning the thing into an epistolary novel.
Just had a dream that a novel exists which is written from the POV of an old man dying in the 1920s in the form of diary entries and bit by bit it's revealed it's actually a closeted trans woman who was out during her youth and forced to recloset and now I desperately want to read it
The narrator was like, referring to a girl called Sarah in all the writings, and at the start it's super unclear who Sarah actually is and it's speculated by the people around that she may be a lover from the narrator's youth, until it's noted that Sarah had heterochromia and that's the defining trait of the narrator
Oh also Sarah did actually have a lover. They were T4T and lived in a little cottage by a lake until he was drowned in it and Sarah couldn't make ends meet anymore and had to recloset
Okay a bunch of people have told me to write the thing now so I've decided if this post gets 30K I'm turning the thing into an epistolary novel.
Just had a dream that a novel exists which is written from the POV of an old man dying in the 1920s in the form of diary entries and bit by bit it's revealed it's actually a closeted trans woman who was out during her youth and forced to recloset and now I desperately want to read it
The narrator was like, referring to a girl called Sarah in all the writings, and at the start it's super unclear who Sarah actually is and it's speculated by the people around that she may be a lover from the narrator's youth, until it's noted that Sarah had heterochromia and that's the defining trait of the narrator
Oh also Sarah did actually have a lover. They were T4T and lived in a little cottage by a lake until he was drowned in it and Sarah couldn't make ends meet anymore and had to recloset
Okay a bunch of people have told me to write the thing now so I've decided if this post gets 30K I'm turning the thing into an epistolary novel.
