to the person honking at the drive through:

I cannot pull forward. there are cars there.

my brain is working on creating Some Kind Of Sentiment and A Thought and idk what they are or what I'll do with them. wish this didnt happen to me

hello, long time no see. if there’s smth u have wanted me to see ur gonna have to show it to me bc I’m lazy and aint catching up on shit

The Finns found my clown post again.

other very specific images I have collected. click for captions.

the most important thing I think I learned from my mom’s taste in anime and media in general is that unless the man is hot and evil, he’s a sidekick and love interest. if he’s hot and evil, he’s probably the villain right below the big bad.

when I was like 10 and my mom was tired of spending her day off watching whatever cartoons I liked she’d put on stuff like blue seed, bubblegum crisis 2020, or oedo 808. I went a significant portion of my life assuming the vast majority of anime had lots of women and they went to space or there was human sacrifice or body horror or all three.

slice of life shit was wild to discover

“While running, the princess falls off of a cliff and onto Falis, an infamous female bounty hunter. Due to the nature of the near-death experience (referred to as a spiritual commutation, or spiritual transmigration in the Anime dub) the souls of Alita and Falis are switched. After Falis dispatches the forest's guardian beast, Alita pleads with the bounty hunter to protect the Forland kingdom, offering herself, body and soul, as collateral. Falis agrees and acts as the princess of the Forland Kingdom with her bounty hunter friends.” honk ur horn if you love gay shit and the animation studio bee train

yugioh cards I connect to emotionally

tabletop games are fun to run bc yesterday I got to make one of my players choose who got hit in the face with a rock and then I locked all of them in a mall

7 11 and I have a problem because I thought that g was a c for a good 10 seconds

@toipilas this website and every post in it are a highly experimental multi-medium homestuck fanfic sponsored by yahoo

just saw Discourse and I was alarmed this was happening to me until I remembered it's still summer and some tightly wound ppl have more free time to yell rn

I'm not big on historical romance games but I do love that this one is apparently tinder

I'm trying to figure out what to do rn since carpel tunnel has declared me its enemy and my dumb brain keeps whispering "alter that shirt that doesnt fit" I cant do that. my hands hurt to close and I have no sewing machine. but the idea wont go away.

self care is eating every sour skittle in the bag at once