The Fan of (Almost) Everything

idk what traumatized or mentally ill person needs to hear this but dreams (especially the really disturbing ones you dont want to talk about to anybody) arent some deep peek into your psyche or a sign of your True Desires or whatever theyre quite literally your brain making fruit salad with whatever it can find on the shelf. just putting all that shit in a blender and hitting obliterate. its fine, youre fine, youre not a weirdo for it

Actually forget what I said. This dream is more important than anything

Spinning enamel rotisserie chicken charm

Wearing this to Costco so the chicken man knows I respect his talent and finesse.

“how is peppermint patty a lesbian if she has a crush on charlie brown” like you don’t know any lesbians who are obsessed with some weird sad little guy

would a smoothie bring boys to a yard 🤔

*ahem*

Well the viscosity of a milkshake is integral to the boys enjoyment of the beverage and though a smoothie may be lighter on the palate but so long as the key ingredient (love) is mixed into said smoothie it should theoretically attract boys to the yard similar to a milkshake

ok i wait

omg yay :3

Cannibalism

I find it funny that on twitter they say ur “twitter famous” but here if u have the same amount of followers you’re just a Big Blog. Like yeah tumblr doesn’t grant anyone actual fame but your dick is HUGE

We all love urban fantasy but we have to contend with the fact that if monsters were real, some of them would be normies. Your werewolf boyfriend posts on LinkedIn. The tentacled horror you've been thirsting after is a Disney adult.

You did it, you made unimaginable horror within man-made comprehension.

Let me get a blockbuster tracksuit, yall hoes couldn’t tell me NUTHIN!!!!!

Here’s the link, y'all:

twinkle twinkle little star

why is art so fuCKING HARD

#up above the world so high#i cant draw the OTHER EYE

twinkle twinkle little FUCK

dammit

what the-

I give up.

This is my anthem

I only saw this legend in screenshots

my fav action series trope is when the characters go to an ordinary store and this shit happens fdgjhdfgk

Ok but imagine the opposite

You walk into a guns store

You show the claw-teared three-days-beard Chad Broski clerk some fancy card

He presses a button below the counter

And the gun racks open up to reveal a snack bar

Rami in the beginning of the decade:

Rami by the end of the decade:

Which rami are we feeling today?

Queen, 1975

Source unknown 

BOHEMIAN RHAPSODY (2018) dir. Bryan Singer

Man I wish