Woke Up This Morning, Rolled Over, And Very Confidently Tried To Blow Out My Alarm Clock Like A Candle.

It came on my dash for the second time, so I Had to reblog.

The Ballad of Bella Buttons (based on a true story)

People need to hear this, it may make someone's day.

i like being a lesbian and all, but holy shit, men are so cool. i hope all men reading this have a wonderful day.

saw a post that said "guy (gender neutral)" and my brain immediately went like hmmm what would a gender neutral version of guy/gal be, maybe I can combine the two words and make something silly looking, so I opened up my notes app and wrote down the word "gay" and stared at it for a solid 10 seconds before remembering that's already a word

When I came on Tumblr, I didn't think I'd see so much poetry. But I think that's just fine.

"nothing is real atoms never touch each other youve never touched anything in your life" ok. well when i pet my dog he is soft and when he licks my hand it is wet and that is far more real to me than whatevers going on at an atomic level

inspired by a friend misspeaking

pink moon.

Sometimes life feels like watching an episode of a show without watching the previous episodes first, while the show is based on a book you haven't read.

And you don't know what's happening, you don't understand where the narrative is going, what the show is about, what the moral is supposed to be, don't know what the people went through, and it makes you feel lost and you're not sure how you should act or what to say.

You turn off the light, cats light up the space

What, the forest-dwelling entities with imperfect human mimicry who insinuate themselves into groups of hikers? Yeah, we had one of those. Clocked it immediately, of course. Honestly it kind of fell in that so-inept-it's-kind-of-charming range. We just played along until it'd had it's fill of marshmallows and shambled back into the treeline. We might have been violating some kind of killjoy wildlife contact best practices but what the hell, can't plan around every little thing. Why, what happened to you guys

HOLY SHIT IT'S THE FISH CAN'T SIN POST!

Why don't they make stained glass fish tanks? Give those fish Catholic guilt