Stop clapping!
It’s like… a cliff. And if I do it, I’m just going to…fall. I think we’re already falling.
bonus: kissing my girl because I can.
just give me my pew pew space cowboy & his little son
🌶️ Yor for Yor week day 6: cooking
and here i was expecting some commentary on how he just hurls empty guns at people instead.
tumblr isn’t a social media it’s a farmers market and the people you follow are the vendors and your mutuals are regulars and sometimes a person I buy pumpkins from will start selling realistic models of sailboats and damn i’m not gonna buy any but I will come by and compliment you on your sailboats
Sometimes the bakery stall that's been selling top tier muffins and bread for years all of a sudden has an entire table dedicated to moss balls wearing little hats. and the correct response to that is "okay! happy for you!"
This year I come with a cat sleeping on my stall.
#Local space dad has a mid-life crisis, trades in his big van for a new sports car after his kid leaves for jedi school
see you again on stage next year ! 🎊