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odysseus and diomedes would be terrible coworkers. the office mean girls who hate their jobs, are overqualified, and only like each other

pictured: ody and diomedes plotting palamedes’ death

listen i've said it before and i'll say it again: everything about that dumb a24 military propaganda movie can be quickly summarized by the fact that their whole selling point is it's entirely based on a veteran's perspective but they use the term "bad guys" instead of towelhead or any of the other slurs used against iraqis during the invasion

oh and this movie is out next week. during this month of april. aka arab american heritage month. yeah you all need to die expeditiously

there's a pervert crisis in the anguish and torment community i can't even look up nightmares or dark visions anymore without having to read about some lecherous retrobate's ideas for "incorporating curses" into their "torture dungeon" (a disrespectful misnomer, actually a seed splattered bedchamber) i have no interest in your nauseating stunts i only enjoy whimpers of terror and tears of defeat because they are clean and blameless even noble in their essence unlike any of the sounds or fluids of sex which are dirty and viscous and wouldn't look even half as beautiful trapped within my wheel of revolving mirrors

ok who jizzed on my wheel

The people who say shit like "I don't dream about labour" when asked about their dream job make me sad. It's not their fault and it's an obvious conclusion to come to in the environment that we live in, but they really do seem to make no difference between work, and being exploited. You do want to work, it is inherent human nature to want to do things, you just don't want to slave for shit wages while making profit for someone else.

If art wasn't an option and I didn't have to worry about being profitable, I know what I would be doing: Keep a little shop selling secondhand-thirdhand buttons and buckles.

Thrift shops and secondhand stores could dump (or sell, whatever) their unsold and unwanted goods to me, and I could spend all day going through the heaps and picking them apart, plucking the still-perfectly-good buttons, zippers and buckles out of discarded things with threadbare fabrics and sell them.

Probably also making those little trinket storage boxes out of hollowed-out books. By hollowing out books that nobody wanted or read.

I am more open and forgiving towards trans women (queer people in general) but especially trans women who were manipulated and groomed into the alt right pipeline or had a bigoted phase when they weren't out, but after leaving and transitioning they improve as a person and open to more experiences because being a trans woman will radicalize you into wanting human rights especially for women like you.

I am more open to them then fucking liberals who parade over how unproblematic they were while weaponizing their chaste past on people clearly trying to become better after being breaking free from manipulation. i hate anti-recovery bullshit.

Well I'm pixelized anyways

My Fans!y

Hey btw i fuckin love all of you 💖

terrible mishap in the dungeon today after the gelatinous slime took a nap in my jello cup. we will all miss wiggly steve

In the aaarms of the angellllllssss…

Give it 3 days. Slimes don't get digested.

funeral CANCELLED im going to the hospital

it's all so tiresome

Internet vernacular has completely altered what some words and expressions mean to me. Forevermore, I will hear the words "hear me out" will only and exclusively as "before you cast your judgements prematurely, please pause and allow me to explain how and why I should be allowed to fuck this thing".

Clown cars actually operate on two opposite sides of a bell curve - the most average-sized cars transporting a sensible amount of people are the least clown cars. So while the more famous type of clown car is the comically tiny vehicle that can fit an absurdly large amount of clowns inside, a huge fuck-off giant pavement princess ego truck that is only used for transporting the driver around is also a clown car.

10000 years ago we were cats purring next to each other in a patch of sunlight. you dont remember but its fine

friends asked me to draw a bee with a binky here you guys can have it too

bee wants their binky

don't worry she's ok

Sometimes a prince/ss just wants to go for a pensive night stroll around the rose garden🙄🙄,, but noooo, their knight is always talking on and on about how 'It's forbidden to leave your chambers after 10PM' and how it's 'dangerous to walk unaccompanied while dark' 🙄🙄 so they have to take his hand and hold it the entire time they're out 🙄🙄, and somehow it always ends with their knight bending them over the archway bench and taking them🙄🙄, AND somehow he has the audacity to claim the 'fresh air does things to his head' 🙄🙄

An embroidery of the Wikipedia page for embroidery.

This is the kind of messaging you really want to be seeing from the global hegemon