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Everyone around here is a faster runner than I am. This is because of natural selection. [pulls out a massive sword engraved with the words "NATURAL SELECTION" on the blade] Start running.
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christ, your family is awful
~Judas, after his buddy explains His Father's Plan.
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Imagine someone asking your kid Alex if that's short of Alexander or Alexandra. No, it's Alexandrite.
I think Jasper and Amber should both be gender-neutral names. Stop gendering rocks.
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I think Jasper and Amber should both be gender-neutral names. Stop gendering rocks.
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Trying to take care of yourself when you're sick is so annoying. Like you know you should probably eat something and you're trying to question yourself on what you'd want to eat, and the only answer is your inner voice of dying Jane Austen going "I desire nothing but death". well ok you dramatic sickly bitch do you want that with garlic or hot sauce.
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Not to make an "I thought these were all part of the same post"-post, but in my defense I am currently sickly.
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Are you ok?
yeah I'm good, if you're worried about me posting about how my father was found, that was 14 years ago.
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Not to be intrusive but you said that your mom would have gotten full custody because of drunk driving with kids. However from what I’ve heard from you he doesn’t seem like someone that would even fight for custody?
No, but there was still a possibility he'd go out of his way to fight to get something he didn't even want out of spite just to make sure that she wouldn't get to have it.
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For as long as nobody finds my dead body two weeks after my death in a filthy apartment with no furniture, stuck between the entryway and bathroom in such a strange way that they have to take the bathroom door off its hinges to remove my corpse from the premises, and the only reason anyone was looking for my dead ass in the first place instead of just rotting there until the neighbours would start complaining about the smell was because I owed somebody money, I don't think I need to worry about turning into my father.
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Some tumblr conversations are fascinating because they really are like
"My job gave us these expensive trinkets that nobody wanted. All of us wish that they would've given us the money instead."
"I don't get it?? did you want some different trinket?"
"I think it was explicitly clear in the OP that they would have wanted the money that the company spent on the trinkets, not a trinket."
"But why? :0"
"Money can be exchanged for goods and services."
"Waow I didn't know that!! :0 reblogging to raise awareness!"
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How many asks/messages/etc about being all over somebody’s home page did you get before making your title/bio like that? /genq
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This is what I have instead of an inner child.
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Nobody tells you this but if you do enough things right, your 30s may involve your friend making you and all the rest of her feral monkeys promise to not fight her mom or future mother-in-law at her wedding just because they both suck.
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I legit have no memory of time I didn't know how to swim. Spent half the time of my childhood summers up to my ears in a lake. I am unsinkable. My skin is so oily that the water just fucking rejects it. I just float on top like a witch carved from styrox tossed in the dead sea.
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Yeah that was your experience. My momma was financially independent, had her own family to turn to, and she wasn't scared of him. She could've left at any time and taken her kids with her. Dad had a DUI from driving drunk with kids on board, she would've gotten full custody no questions asked. But she didn't do any of that, because she didn't think it was that bad.
Imagine if getting core mental trauma was somehow audible or visible. Like you're already having a bad day and you're trying to wrangle two toddlers and a bag of groceries and work was ass and then you hear the sound of something shattering and you just know that one of your kids' emotional core and sense of basic safety just fucking broke and you can't even tell which one it was.
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It's kind of bleakly funny to discover in hindsight that it's not even the bad shit that happened to you that actually fucks you up, it was that the bad shit happened and the adults who knew didn't care.
Imagine if getting core mental trauma was somehow audible or visible. Like you're already having a bad day and you're trying to wrangle two toddlers and a bag of groceries and work was ass and then you hear the sound of something shattering and you just know that one of your kids' emotional core and sense of basic safety just fucking broke and you can't even tell which one it was.
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