are you the kind of person to be scared of the idea that eventually everything you do in life will disappear or be forgotten, or are you the kind of person who finds that comforting?


What the fuck is a tumblr
pukicho answered:

Maybe I’d be scared of it if I wasn’t 100% sure I am both going to live forever and also have a permanent impact on this planet. Whether or not it’ll be a positive impact is yet to be seen however.


egberts:

seeing people casually talking about spending $30,000 on a wedding makes me feel a special kind of nauseous when every single person i know has to debate if $40 on ordering pizza is worth it

gayoticbeing:

rainydays12:

skitzofreak:

amygdalan-arm:

Keying/graffiti-ing someones car is old news now if someone cheats we go at their wardrobe with a seam ripper

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yknow what? Fuck you *unstitches all your shirts and jeans*

My mother did this to my father once. They got into an argument, my very pregnant and hormonal mother stormed off…except they lived in a tiny apartment so the only place to go was to shut herself into the closet for a good long sulk. And while she was sitting in there, fuming, she looked up and saw her sewing kit on the shelf, and all my father’s uniforms hanging right there.

So she picked one shirt and one pair of trousers, carefully, methodically ripped every third stitch out of every seam, and then hung them back up together so that he would be likely to pick them at the same time. This took her a couple hours, so by the time she was done, the anger had worn down. She came out, she and my father had a talk that ended in apologies, after which they were tired and went to bed. My mother swears up and down that she meant to warn my father about the sabotaged clothes in the morning, but he wore a different uniform set and they were both still feeling a little raw, so she didn’t want to bring up the fight again. She decided to tell him that night instead.

And then she forgot.

Anyway, about four days later, my father apparently came home roughly an hour after he left for work, his clothes slowly, gently shredding off his body, the most bewildered expression on his face. “Paula,” he said, his voice mildly shell-shocked. “Paula, my clothes are broken.”

My mother promptly burst out laughing so hard that she went into labor. And that’s the story of my birth, heralded by petty vengeance and utter confusion.

GUYS IT’S THE POST

THIS POST THIS POST OMG

mostlycatsmostly:

titimylove:

catsbeaversandducks:

luccorvus:

just-things-i-enjoy:

official-mugi:

immaplatypus:

thenatsdorf:

Black cats are lucky. (via leahweissmuller)

MAN [IN THICK ACCENT]: Black cat bring good luck.  Not bad luck.  I have black cat - See, him face - And I am not dead today: Good luck!

“See him face”

I sure fucking do see him face

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Him face

Reblog him face for good luck in 2021

Reblog him face for good luck in 2021 (2)

REBLOG HIM FACE FOR MOST EXCELLENT LUCK ALL 2022 🖤

Reblog his face to save 2023

surprisedentistry:

cosmicbirth:

surprisedentistry:

anyone else remember being a child and seeing the very neat handwriting of other little girls and somehow knowing that you were a different genre of person than they were

literally no…i remember seeing bad handwriting & thinking “oh these other kids must be orphans or something”

fascinating to hear from the other genre, thanks for your contribution

Anonymous asked:

do you ever shut up? i dont think i've gone a day on this site without seeing some relic of your splattering of thoughts.


What the fuck is a tumblr
pukicho answered:

if tumblr were a bathtub it would be 99% filled with my piss


thetreesarespeaking:

And buddy I never go thirsty around here

i-am-a-fish:

i-am-a-fish:

HEY.

are you scrolling [tumblr] instead of sleeping?

idiot. clown. I cast sleepy spell on you. fuck you. sweet dreams ily

#mmmm ok ill ifnish this video and then ill go lie downALT

alright cool. let me know how that strategy works out for you

himborc:

maamlet:

oh youre bi? why dont you “bi” me some time with a distraction while i crack this safe ya fuckin goon

you got it boss (makes out with the bank teller and his wife)

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