magnuspool:

teaboot:

fruitpilled:

teaboot:

tikkety-tok:

This is what Rasputin would’ve wanted.

I feel like I’m being seduced like one of those fancy rainforest birds

is it working

Yes

dancefloors:

“he tastes like you only sweeter” is an insane thing to say dawg that song used to play on the radio

hatingongodot:

hatingongodot:

Years on the internet and somehow i still click on comments sections with the insanely optimistic idea that I’ll learn something new instead of being subjected to the dumbest motherfuckers online typing like their sole purpose in life is to make me want to end mine

“Wow, what an interesting post! I want to see what sort of fascinating discourse is being generated by the idea posited by the original poster” <- Me, operating under levels of delusion yet unexplained by modern science

lo-andbehold:

I’m so emotional about dinosaur stuffed animals,,, there are these creatures, extinct long before any of us were alive, but we found their bones and their eggs and their footprints. And we made drawings and models of what they could’ve looked like. And we made them into stuffed animals so we could hold them. We made them soft so we could love them. I’m sobbing

traceybrakes:

all our bodies do all day is produce gunk. like did u ever think about that .

professorsparklepants:

chucktaylorupset:

crack open a cold and broken hallelujah for all the fandoms whose top kudoed ao3 pages are all tagged Time Travel or Everybody Lives/Nobody Dies or Both

*touches ground* a great tragedy happened here…..