A Guy and his very normal service dog. per a convo in the group chat.
I can't stress enough how much I miss StumbleUpon
Here is what they don’t tell you:
Icarus laughed as he fell. Threw his head back and yelled into the winds, arms spread wide, teeth bared to the world.
(There is a bitter triumph in crashing when you should be soaring.)
The wax scorched his skin, ran blazing trails down his back, his thighs, his ankles, his feet. Feathers floated like prayers past his fingers, close enough to snatch back. Death breathed burning kisses against his shoulders, where the wings joined the harness. The sun painted everything in shades of gold.
(There is a certain beauty in setting the world on fire and watching from the centre of the flames.)
cooking show but the judge is just a random kid with autism related food issues. no one can figure out what criteria they use to judge "good food" from "bad food" least of all the judge themself.
as my intrusive thoughts get better, it's been interesting to watch how my brain sort of. converses with itself.
my brain, at 11pm, just for the heck of it: hey remember that cringeworthy time in high school when you--
the rest of my mental landscape, already bored af w/ this shit: yes we remember, we remember better than you, but right now we are watching Last Airbender so your opinion has been fucking vetoed, die mad about it
I love that women, knowing firsthand how demeaning the bimbo stereotype is, took the concept of a dumb, attractive man and instead of using it to mock anyone, went "he's dumb, he's hot, he's kind, this is an absolute ideal and we all need a himbo in our lives."
Women had every excuse to be as scathing as they pleased, and instead they came up with a himbo meme that is wholesome and 0% disrespectful, and I appreciate that a lot
words cannot describe my sheer & desperate NEED for next year to be boring. PLEASE i need a boring year i will do anything
Crow || he/they || pokemon nerd || might post stuff, idk
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