> THE JESTER

as a customer service worker who consistantly works friday-sunday i should be allowed to walk into offices on monday and loudly talk about how great mondays are and how im currently off work and im gonna go enjoy the beautiful day outside.

saw this plushie and immediately thought of him

back from the hospital

MY DAUGHTER

As an adult I think me and all my friends should all have matching schedules and work like 20 hours a week and also everyone lives within 15 minutes of each other why is that so much to ask

the whole "autistic people don't understand sex or sexual topics" infantilization thing is even funnier considering that most of the autists i know are about fifty times hornier than the average person and about a billion times weirder about it

I would still use my turn signals in the Mad Max Wasteland. They'd call me "Signal" because I'd hit my blinker before ramming the enemy hot rods into the side of a desert ravine. I'd use my turn signal every time. They would respect me for this.

how it feels to come home from work at 8pm eat a huge portion of pork fried rice and immediately go beddy bye afterwards

hungry,,,

i dont enjoy writing as a hobby because it feels like when people try to take pictures of mirrors to sell online and clearly put effort into minimizing their reflection but theres still an arm and phone in the frame or you can see their fucked up carpeted kitchen in the background with like a wall to wall collection of dusty antlers. im saying someone will notice i have a weird house because i was so focused on nobody noticing that i was naked while taking a pic of this mirror for craigslist and i cant have that but im not getting dressed because its my house. you understand of course

haunted ass photo

she knocked that smug look off my face but luckily i was wearing a second, smaller smug look underneath

Tumblr used to be so easy, so simple.

both good ideas

i fcking love cooking for ppl, like hey can you sit in the kitchen with me and be cute? i will make you insane chow while we chat about sillyness, then ill serve it to you and be like "...do you like it?" and youll say like "yes its so good!!" even though i already knew you felt that way, i just think its nice to be hugged in contexts beyond arms, but beyond arms, i also think when you make food for someone, they are consuming an abstract facet of you, a piece of you that was reflected in your dish made just for them, it is so intimate to be inside someone, in any context, in any way, we all live through eachother, like an intersecting junction of tree limbs, thousands of them, twisting and winding through eachother, our interactions with eachother greatly shaping and affecting us.. everytime someone expresses something that you taught them, i can feel your spirit pulse as it transcends your form, the channel flashes hot

fake ass idgafer. I saw you gazing off into the distance like you were looking at something far away, something no one else could see but you