one of my cousins has one of those wretched sequined nicolas cage pillows and today the rest of us received this photo of perhaps the most upsetting thing i’ve seen all year, slugolas cage
love the genre of tumblr posts that start out "DESTROY THE MYTH THAT" followed by something you've never heard any human being say
“influencer” is such a sinister title. it’s got all the menace of “royal adviser” but none of the raw sex appeal.
fuck it. am seeking new career as villainous animal sidekick
i relate to this so much
I am a friend to all cats. Yes even the mean ones. They have their reasons.
today in “youtube’s recommendation algorithm completely misunderstands what i’m interested in”: i am recommended a channel consisting entirely of livestreams of a creepy dude sitting in a corner and just staring at the camera for 4 hours, 3 times a week
“You are a violent and irrepressible miracle. The vacuum of cosmos and the stars burning in it are afraid of you. Given enough time you would wipe us all out and replace us with nothing -- just by accident.”
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