Need to roll up my sleeves and get my hands dirty tomorrow at work. Not sure if it's worth it in the long run, but if I'm going to see my coworkers for 40 hours a week, I need to carve out my own space or they'll walk all over me. May my strength be my guiding key. 🙏

Tumblr is a great place to get gang stalked by gay people who are afraid to look cashiers in the eye.

You ever wanna hash something out with somebody but this is the 4th paragraph you've sent about hashing things out with said person, in the short year you've been friends with them?

A local friend offered to print me whatever I want on their 3D printer.......

My retirement plan mostly involves finding some sort of cursed relic that brings me untold riches at a great spiritual cost

No. This is somewhere to be. This is all you have, but it's still something. Streets and sodium lights. The sky, the world. You're still alive.

[bookended by two prolonged periods of complete silence] i’m just sayin’

😔

YOU - …I don't want to masturbate on the street, okay? ELECTROCHEMISTRY - Whatever, coward.

My biggest fear for such a long time after my post-covid burnout was worrying if I was gonna be depressed forever. Some days genuinely felt hopeless and that I’d never go back to when I had so much energy when I was young. I’m really glad to know that I was wrong.

A good way to overcome a fear of being cringe is to develop a bunch of other irrational consuming fears instead. Did you know there’s a form of insomnia where you slowly lose the ability to sleep.

CRAVE

Official Trailer for "Dorohedoro" Season 2. >> www.youtube.com/watch?v=oQSz...

The badge is done. The stickers are done. The magnet and the print was mailed today. I just got my tax return. The WIP looks great. There’s two extra high profile packages being mailed. TFF is in two weeks. The plans are ironed out. Almost all my friends are going to be there.

PSA

I can’t believe he said this

ELECTROCHEMISTRY - Showing up to work on time is *hard* -- no, scratch that, showing up to work *at all* is difficult.

I really wish I could have met and spoken with Ursula before she died. She really was That Bitch.

A great many white readers in 1967 were not ready to accept a brown-skinned hero. But they weren’t expecting one. I didn’t make an issue of it, and you have to be well into the book before you realize that Ged, like most of the characters, isn’t white.

It took a few years but I don’t completely hate the word boof anymore* *But don’t get crazy

Oh my god the only thing missing is jingling keys and him laughing and clapping like an infant

Real darkness has love for a face. The first death is in the heart.

My partner asked me to draw this after discussing how Kermit and Micolash are both just goofy little guys anyway here share the joy/suffering

I want a fucking Toyota TACOMAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Full moon looks beautiful tonight 🤩

3...2...1.. PUSSY BOY!

Growing up has made me mad at everybody in positions of wealth and power above me. You're all fucking stupid, you just got lucky and failed upwards.

It’s so annoying listening to an english professor pontificate on his own over the significance of a dead poet’s/playwright’s contributions to American literature. It feels like he’s gooning over these people and the tragedy of their suffering that resulted in great “art”. Corpses in a museum.

My U.S. literature professor: "He killed himself by inhaling a bottle cap. Write that down." Okay??

It’s really sad but I only started recently enjoying social media (the few times I’m on it now) after abolishing my follower and discover tabs, in favor of the image only tabs. People got too much to say.

My only critique over Samurai Jack (besides that dogshit ending) is that they unveiled that Aku has sex. No the fuck he doesn't.

kill all fake lovers

One of my new future goals is to get a new car by the age of 35. A toyota tacoma, fully equipped so I can do off-road camping if I wanted to. I wanna get out way more than I do now.

Went to work and everything. Went to the store after. Bought a few things, brought back some snacks to my mom. Talked with her for a sec. Got sent home with the business phone to work from home tomorrow because my Boss trusts me. Have a good circle of friends. Getting money. Life feels good rn

The professor gave the entire class a lecture about their piss poor grades. We had a 64 average. My score was a 99.

some of you are looksmaxxing when you need to be booksmaxxing

My promise to you: no matter how many other illustrations of Bugbears/Bugbear deities have been made since, if you’re giving me a theatre of the mind campaign, this is what every single bugbear looks like to me in my mind always.

My white professor: This poem is about New Jersey. Fun fact, I used to live in New Jersey! But I hated Newark *googles why someone would hate Newark* *Kif sighs*

I’m listening to a random PinkPantheress song that came on the radio and she just used a kingdom hearts sound font, yeah she’s a fag hag

Seeing “Rude” on a post is so fucking funny, holy shit. Why do you need to tag a post as rude just block, I’m fucking laughing

I wanna work more but my body is demanding I chill the fuck out… so annoying’t.

Oh what the fuck, it’s real