Screeching and thrashing around et cetera
”Wow you’re so self aware for your age!” I’ve been filtering every experience I ever have through a thick sieve of shame ever since I turned 12
it would be cool if knowing a behavior or thought pattern was irrational made you stop doing it
My favorite part of having posted this is how u guys are now in the tags telling me all these different cultures you associate this hat with. This hat is a global phenomenon
Working class Irish people 🤝 little polish boys 🤝 African dads 🤝 male Jewish professors 🤝communists in the parliament of the Weimar Republic
Wearing this hat apparently idk
Why do we even have a whiteboard calendar if my roommate doesn't check it in the morning to see if I have a therapy appointment they need to not be rummaging in the kitchen during? I check when THEIR appointments are
okay everyone reblog and tell me your favorite perfume. but if your favorite is glossier you… don’t bother
Ever just think something weird like "seeing a nightclub gives me a weird sense of nostalgia for something I've never experienced and also a very dreamlike kind of sadness"
Clearly I need to go into one sometime to fix that lmao
Ever just think something weird like "seeing a nightclub gives me a weird sense of nostalgia for something I've never experienced and also a very dreamlike kind of sadness"
Genuinely, I don’t know how else to get the word out, but I feel like if your home-cooked dinners don’t taste right, you're missing either paprika, sugar, butter, or chicken bouillon.
Still not right? It might be missing one of these: Mustard powder, soy sauce, fish sauce, vinegar. MSG. Ketchup. Mushroom powder. Maple syrup. Honey.
When it comes to cooking meat, I have been missing coriander for YEARS its so so so underrated
the spirit is not willing and the flesh it is not so into the idea either
i will die without routine. also this routine is killing me
Skeletor has forever destroyed our ability to come up with voices for skeleton characters.
this is like saying NASA has forever destroyed our ability to wonder what it's like on the moon. like we can still use our powers of imagination if we want to but the question's pretty much fucking settled.
maybe monsterfucker erotica doesn't need a plot but it certainly gives the whole thing a bit more substance
me being fascinated by the complex political caste system in the getting-rawed-by-two-dragons book
Alex Hirsch talking about why he couldn't be at The Art Department Eindhoven irl, he slipped a disc and boy did he come prepared to talk about it jdjdhshs
also an image that now exists: bill cipher breaking alex hirsch's back