post-brahmanism:

trapcard:

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Takis said fuck the troops

010180000:

the fact that not liking competition makes me feel so brutally maladjusted to this world REALLY says something about how awful everything is. i want to just BE……..i don’t need anything else……i need no recognition, no success, nothing. i just want to live without other people/my own voice that has been massively influenced by others to pressure me into thinking that simply being alive and loving isn’t enough 

alycs:

alycs:

So today as a prank I made a sheet music print out of Miley Cyrus’ Wrecking Ball but replaced the name with “Christmas Time Meditation” and deleted the words and I’m going to put it in the with church music and see if the pianist notices.

He noticed and I can now add “Yelled at by two priests at once” to my list of accomplishments

internclarabelle:

dead-men-disco:

internclarabelle:

it really is next to impossible to write realistic sibling dialogue, I just passed my brother on the stairs and instead of greeting each other like human beings I said ‘born survivor’ and he said ‘youtube rewind. let’s set it to rewind.’ like you ain’t gonna find that shit in a novel

aw man writing siblings is so wild because sometimes you just can’t portray it

me and my little brother don’t even greet each other - if we pass each other on the stairs or in the corridor, we jump into ridiculous fight stances then feign karate chopping and slapping each other (stopping just before we make contact) whilst making “HIIIYA” and “POW” noises for a solid 30 seconds, then silently walk off and continue what we were doing

and then sometimes he’ll either just do the Had To Do It To ‘Em pose when I enter the room or dab as a greeting

exactly! I have three younger brothers and the original post was just about the oldest, the middle one and me usually do some kind of elaborate dab also, and a lot of the time when I see the youngest I just yell his name like a wrestling commentator…siblings have a different language

my uncle and stepdad: yelling about sports

me, gay:

3000s:

3000s:

its actually kinda depressing that there are ppl on here who consider themselves to be fans of bloggers, nobody on this website is worth that… you don’t need to degrade yourself like that

like… i value content creators and artists, and ofc i’ve made some iconic funnyposts on here too but my followers are not my fans, they are my equals, i wouldn’t want anything other than that or it’d be uncomfortable

medusabraids:

aisandetsarepeopletoo:

seafucker:

girls writing poetry are always like “i fed my blood to the coyotes i reached inside of myself and tore out my own lungs” and i’m always like damn u good? Mood tho

men writing poetry be like “cigarettes”