“misandry isn’t real” well it could be if we all worked together
“misandry isn’t real” well it could be if we all worked together
holster at his first family weekend: woah, bad bob, more like bad bod! how is he still in such good shape?
jack: i'm begging you never say that again
holster: do you mind if i go talk to your dad?
jack: yes i fucking do
love the word rigamarole. sounds like a pasta and is the perfect word for something unnecessarily convoluted
of course, im not a cop and i don’t pretend to be, you can do whatever the hell you want with your items. go ahead and wear your HP shit out and keep telling your trans friends that “i don’t support her but im just such a ravenclaw i can’t let my fandoms go haha” and you will quickly find your friend group dwindling down to nothing. almost as if by magic!
isn't wanting to be friends with other people, like, cheating? if you're aromantic?
literally what
isn't wanting to be friends with other people, like, cheating? if you're aromantic?
literally what
fool count: 2
we're at the tail end of tumblr's ibuprofen era and right at the peak of its toys era. every day I look in the mirror and see a different man than I saw yesterday.
op what does this mean
every few months tumblr users latch onto the idea of something, like ibuprofen or toys, and for about year give or take you'll see like a billion posts that incorporate those words into posts, and with each new post the actual meaning of the word get eroded until people are just saying "let's be ibuprofen and toys together" and you're just like yup those are the words alright. sometimes I take a selfie and think "who are you who are you"
[ID: A Reddit post by johnwalkersbeard. It says:
I've convinced my kids that Chuck E Cheese is only for birthday parties. You can only go on your birthday, or to another kids birthday party.
l've gotten away with it for years because every time we go its a bunch of parties.
One year we went for my middle child's birthday and there was a little girl all alone with just her grandparents. My kid runs up and says, "is it your birthday, too??"
I'm thinking dammit the jig is up, but she just softly says yes.
So my kid says she shouldn't be alone on her birthday, invites the girl and her grandparents to sit with us, and began including her in all the games and ball pit stuff etc.
Which is charming and endearing, but also ... DAMN I DODGED A BULLET THERE!! End ID]
One day I washed up on the shore and now I'm making it everyone's problem
when you grew up as a lonely uncool girl it will never stop haunting you by the way. you will meet a cool person at a bar or the train station or at a friend's party and you can wear your most stylish outfit and striking eye makeup and you will swear that they can see through all of the facade and see the lonely terribly insecure teenage girl you used to be who desperately wanted to connect and you will swear that they know that there is like an insurmountable gap between you. this will happen forever
"the world isn't kind" ok??? Much more importantly are you?????
"the world isnt kind" skill issue. I am
[ID: Photo of a skeleton among flames. Top text reads: "THE WORLD ISN'T KIND" Bottom text reads: NOT YET IT ISN'T]
slow and painful death to my enemies!
quick and merciful death to my friends!
standard type of death to everyone else