#i want to laugh

[another-delta-lover]

Pls if you see this spam the reblogs with this kind of memes:

THEY R SO FUNNY I LOVE THEMMM

[vicstenius]

i think joe montemurro should be chelseas next manager! king would of won the quadruple this year 🫶

[rianarchy]

this is going to sound so basic but all I really want to do is to live laugh love

I want to live. I want to feel the wind on my face, to taste the rain as it runs down my arms, to experience everything I can and

I want to laugh. I want to laugh at my best friend’s horrendous puns, at myself tripping over thin air, at the antics of the family kitten and a stranger’s dog, at the joy of seeing a brand new day and

I want to love. I want to lose myself in loving, to fall asleep thinking of her scent, to spend hours staring into his eyes, to bask in the comfort of their embrace, to let myself be loved and

I just really wish my existence gave me the time and peace to do all of those things as much as I can instead of merely being present day-to-day

[reicheslittleempire]

I'm watching the right-wing-capitalism versus left-wing-capitalism debate.

The USA debate

[nico-di-genova]

My boss really put this up today and said “that’s enough Halloween decor I think”

[genderlessjacky]

Here's what Peter with long, pitch black hair will look like:

[sweetbandfan]

[poetry-is-overrated]

I‘d love for everybody to smile a little more

I want to dance on the train to sweater weather

I don‘t want the world in my hands

I just want to normalize euphoria

Validate my feelings

Without those strange stares

[druid-for-hire]

[image id: a four-page comic. it is titled "immortality” after the poem by clare harner (more popularly known as “do not stand at my grave and weep”). the first page shows paleontologists digging up fossils at a dig. it reads, “do not stand at my grave and weep. i am not there. i do not sleep.” page two features several prehistoric creatures living in the wild. not featured but notable, each have modern descendants: horses, cetaceans, horsetail plants, and crocodilians. it reads, “i am a thousand winds that blow. i am the diamond glints on snow. i am the sunlight on ripened grain. i am the gentle autumn rain.” the third page shows archaeopteryx in the treetops and the skies, then a modern museum-goer reading the placard on a fossil display. it reads, “when you awaken in the morning’s hush, i am the swift uplifting rush, of quiet birds in circled flight. i am the soft stars that shine at night. do not stand at my grave and cry.” the fourth page shows a chicken in a field. it reads, “i am not there. i did not die” / end id]

a comic i made in about 15 hours for my school’s comic anthology. the theme was “evolution”

[oasisr]

after hearing "simply having a wonderful christmas time" by paul mccartney 74 times while working in retail, I came to the conclusion that they shot the wrong beatle

[nooby-banana]

[chloesimaginationthings]

Cassidy loves to scare the FNAF night guards..

[project-sonadow]

based on this:

[charlietheepicwriter7]

The Joker was apprehended, sitting on the ground as Batman guarded him, but the kid--"Bruce Wayne's newest ward, how tragic! Hehehe!"--was nowhere to be found. Nightwing and Red Hood desperate searched the warehouse until a shuffling noise grabbed their attention.

A kid, black haired just like the kid in the Joker's broadcast, crawling out of a pile of boxes. "Is it over?" the boy asked quietly.

Nightwing guided him to the only exit, unfortunately walking past the boy's own kidnapper. "Yeah, kid. It's over. Come on-"

Like a shot, the boy rushed the Joker and kicked him right in the balls.

The Joker wheezed like a dying squeaky toy. Red Hood froze. Nightwing immediately snatched the boy up by the armpits, but all that did was give the boy the height to attack again, punting Joker in the jaw. The clown went down and cracked his head on the floor. He did not get back up.

There was a moment of silence before Red Hood roared with laughter, his helmet distorting the sound.

[camofag]

the public reaction to i saw the tv glow is like a perfect case study into how cis people take up queer spaces and unknowingly mock and enjoy trans suffering. sitting in the theater, i had a pit in my stomach the entire time. so many times, i would tear up and then someone else in the theater would laugh. and i wouldn’t cry because how would they look at me when the lights came back on? because they don’t see it. they don’t see the pain. they think it’s funny. i left the theater completely silent, not saying a word to my boyfriend and he didn’t say a word to me until partway into the drive home. the people around us immediately got to picking it apart, explaining what it all meant to each other, dumbing it down, making theories. cis people see the the movie, just like transness, as something to debate. a conversation. something to dissect because it makes them uncomfortable if they don’t understand it in their easily digestible way.

[oleander-teacup]

ok reply to this in the tags w text that would be on a clickbait article i'll start

CALL THE POLICE IF YOU EVER SEE A PLASTIC BAG WRAPPED AROUND AN ELECTRICAL POLE. YOU'LL NEVER BELIEVE WHAT THEY DID TO MY DOG.