King Of The Rats

My naym is dog My frend is smol He dose not fetch Or thro the ball But I not chays Or bite like cat Insted I’m kind I lyk the rat

My naym is rat And this caynine He show me how to have good tyme I stand up tall Upon my toes I stretch my tung I lyk his nose

I love you

The darkness. The destroyer of worlds.

I’ve seen the last two stills everywhere but I feel like it’s important to know he was talking about student debt. 

Moana, 2016

Not to sound too millennial but who the fuck would get off a plane (to their dream job in Paris) for Ross fucking Geller

to be fair though it has to be accompanied by that exact image, otherwise the format could be read as extreme disbelief/loud exclamations

Oh yes there’s no way to convey ~SaRcAsM~ through written text.

I dunno this ways always worked for me ^^^^^

Hmmmm. No. No sarcasm. Oh no. Never any sarcasm here. What. Whatever would we do if you could display sarcasm through text. Oh my. How could you suggest such a thing. Oh jeez.

That settles it. The older generations are just weak.

Man I love this website

I respect this man’s decision making skills.

she knows she’s not allowed to bark at the cat, so her loophole is just to make a bunch of noises that are not barking instead.

how the human brain works:

electricity tickles the meat so that different slimes come out. sometimes the slime feels good sometimes bad. some people make more bad slime than good slime. that’s called clinical depression.

my biology textbook said it was more like a sauce

watch the whole thing, i’m begging you

sometimes I remember that I’ve had the same blog for my entire tumblr career and that there are backlogs and backlogs of cringey shit from my various regrettable phases just there for anyone to see if they want and I feel as if someone has tred across my grave

welcome to adulthood, i hope you brought lots of

ibuprofen