Self care is watching Life of Boris recipe videos
Tag: hell mouth
Ok listen… when you have the blessing of the Mom Friend to fuck someone’s shit up, you know that person is bout to die and deserves it
So, what, it goes holy ground, mmmm
the basement,
holy ground?
If someone ever tries the “imagine you have a bowl of skittles and three will kill you” thing, I’m gonna be so obtuse about it. I just will not understand.
“Imagine you have a bowl of skittles-“
I don’t like skittles.
“Uh, ok, imagine you have a bowl of m&ms-“
Don’t like those either.
“Sigh. What candy do you like?”
Twizzlers.
“Alright, good. Can I go on now?”
Ya.
“Imagine you have a bowl of twizzlers, and-“
Woah, woah, woah. I can’t eat a whole bowl of twizzlers.
“OH MY GOD! Just imagine you have some kind of bowl of candy, and three of the candies are poisonous!! You wouldn’t eat it would you? Right? It’s the same thing with refugees. A lot of them can be good but we can’t risk the terrorists!!!!”
Wait. …are you insinuating that we eat people?
“JESUS CHRIST”
Today I shall finally take up the task of going through the six different master posts that I have in my drafts…
Alright so, I’m watching life hacks. In one, this man puts a rubber band around his head, Gods know why, and I kid you not, my heart literally jerked in fear. My eyes bugged out of my head. I made an aborted reach towards the tv. I don’t know what the fuck I was afraid of… But I can still feel the fear
I keep… refreshing Tumblr. But there is nothing else to refresh… Time is meaningless
Me to my tarot cards: If I ask what we both know I want to ask, are you gonna answer me?
My deck: [gives me the tower]
Me: …I’m asking anyway
Wow I stuck a Rose quartz in my shirt so it was next to my heart and I completely forgot about it until it fell out of my shirt in front of my brother
Welcome to the next level y’all I’m on tumblr on my tv
Update: IM READING FANFIC
Candlelight-magick 