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A show Danny Motta would have incredibly mixed feelings on.

Some day I want to see a show that does the “no filler episodes” thing from the opposite direction. Just a whole season worth of low-stakes character pieces that seem to move the overall story absolutely nowhere, then episode 26 pulls all the triggers at once and this massive Rube Goldberg machine of a plot the show’s been quietly setting up in the background the whole time hits you like a truck.

you just got press crow'd. reblog to instantly press crow your friends

blood is very warm and i would prefer it cold please.

When the person you reblogged reblogs your reblog of their reblog

I can do whatever I want! I'll have an anxiety attack about it later but I can still do it!

birds are so fucking cool man

Reblog to bonk your mutuals on the head every time they start thinking negatively about themselves

lol gues what fuckers

The gender be gendering and being a boy sure is awesome hope it don't change anytime soon this is great!

I say that now but wait till tomorrow when I reblog this like "lol gues what fuckers!" because my luck be like that

Queerest names possible (in a good way), go.

i'm sad now... we need to work on this

0% of you are accepting this I 100% agree

When I say that I don't want to exist right now, that doesn't mean i want to die. Not to me it doesn't. All it means is I want to disconnect from myself. To not feel my own emotions, to not hear my brain rile on and on, to not feel my skin on my body, to not feel, to not hear, to not taste, to not smell, to not see but still observe. I don't want to be interacted with like a person when I wish to not exist. I wish to a narrator, a viewer, a camera-man. I wish that I could fast forward to when this was a memory. I know it may seem concerning, or maybe a bit outlandish, but it makes sense to me. I want to not be there but still be there. I want to not be acknowledged by anyone and to simply watch. Watch others experience what's happening. And I want to not experience it. I don't want it. I just want to sit in the corner and watch. But when someone's in the corner watching, someone has to whisper. Has to ask questions. Has to make me exist. I don't want that. I don't want to exist, but I don't want to die either. It does make sense to me, but not everyone is me. I don't mind that either. But I want to be able to say that I am not existing and for people to understand. For them to not be concerned about the kid in the corner. About the guy sitting in silence. About your suspiciously quiet friend. I am simply not for now, and I hope you can accept that.

reblogging again cuz i still can't draw and the last reblog caused more ppl to see it. Take this post and reblog it until I get my wish.

Please :)

I need this but I can't draw for shit (don't have the motivation) PLEAsE SOMEONE DRAW IT

If I knew where to find the clothes I want and I found reference images of the hair I want, I'd look like a genderfluid mix of Richie Tozier and Stanley Uris. I want curly black hair, with some different colours mixed in too, and I love button up shirts with weird patterns and bright colours and flared jeans. I would look amazing... and nerdy.

reblogging so someone who can draw does this

I need this but I can't draw for shit (don't have the motivation) PLEAsE SOMEONE DRAW IT

Do i check to see if other ppl have reblogged that post before i reblog it? Yes, the anxiety is strong. I'm never safe from it. I make a post. Anxiety! I like a post. Anxiety! I make this post. Anxiety! Why? IMAGINATION MUTHERFUCKER-

I'll rant about the downsides of being a creative lil' shit another day.

My Friends/Family: Hey can I see your phone? I need to look something up.

Me, closing like 80+ Ao3 Tabs as fast as I can:

Roman: In every group of gays, there's the human being.

Sides: *Point to Thomas*

Thomas: Really?

straight friend groups be like: *blonde girl* *chad* *the funny one* *kyle* *brunette girl* *frat boy*

gay friend groups be like: *physical embodiment of logic* *physical embodiment of creativity* *physical embodiment of morality* *physical embodiment of anxiety* *physical embodiment of deception* *physical embodiment of forbidden creativity* *physical embodiment of—

My autistic brother created a new family Christmas tradition

Okay, so last year, my mom bought this Christmas moose that she lovingly named Barry

This is him

Cute, right?

Well, for whatever reason only known to my brother, he decided that he wanted to put Barry in different rooms of our house and it usually scares the shit out of whomever happens upon Barry; usually the person who finds him is the person that my brother wanted to scare.

So far, Barry has been found

On our dining room table

On my dad's side of my parents' bed

In my parents' closet

Outside their bedroom door (at 5 in the morning and scared my mother shitless)

Near the kitchen door

Near my fucking bed

At the bottom of my sister's stairwell

In our bathroom

And down the hallway

This has gone on for 9 days and it doesn't seem to show signs of stopping. Most of the time we know who gets Barry because it's always followed with a very loud "FUCKING BARRY!!!!!"

My brother is the funniest fucking person I know.

Reblog if you're hoping 2011 will be a fresh start.

a list of 100+ buildings to put in your fantasy town

academy

adventurer's guild

alchemist

apiary

apothecary

aquarium

armory

art gallery

bakery

bank

barber

barracks

bathhouse

blacksmith

boathouse

book store

bookbinder

botanical garden

brothel

butcher

carpenter

cartographer

casino

castle

cobbler

coffee shop

council chamber

court house

crypt for the noble family

dentist

distillery

docks

dovecot

dyer

embassy

farmer's market

fighting pit

fishmonger

fortune teller

gallows

gatehouse

general store

graveyard

greenhouses

guard post

guildhall

gymnasium

haberdashery

haunted house

hedge maze

herbalist

hospice

hospital

house for sale

inn

jail

jeweller

kindergarten

leatherworker

library

locksmith

mail courier

manor house

market

mayor's house

monastery

morgue

museum

music shop

observatory

orchard

orphanage

outhouse

paper maker

pawnshop

pet shop

potion shop

potter

printmaker

quest board

residence

restricted zone

sawmill

school

scribe

sewer entrance

sheriff's office

shrine

silversmith

spa

speakeasy

spice merchant

sports stadium

stables

street market

tailor

tannery

tavern

tax collector

tea house

temple

textile shop

theatre

thieves guild

thrift store

tinker's workshop

town crier post

town square

townhall

toy store

trinket shop

warehouse

watchtower

water mill

weaver

well

windmill

wishing well

wizard tower

Minimalism

Queer panic

Gay panic

Pan panic

Panic

When I say that I don't want to exist right now, that doesn't mean i want to die. Not to me it doesn't. All it means is I want to disconnect from myself. To not feel my own emotions, to not hear my brain rile on and on, to not feel my skin on my body, to not feel, to not hear, to not taste, to not smell, to not see but still observe. I don't want to be interacted with like a person when I wish to not exist. I wish to a narrator, a viewer, a camera-man. I wish that I could fast forward to when this was a memory. I know it may seem concerning, or maybe a bit outlandish, but it makes sense to me. I want to not be there but still be there. I want to not be acknowledged by anyone and to simply watch. Watch others experience what's happening. And I want to not experience it. I don't want it. I just want to sit in the corner and watch. But when someone's in the corner watching, someone has to whisper. Has to ask questions. Has to make me exist. I don't want that. I don't want to exist, but I don't want to die either. It does make sense to me, but not everyone is me. I don't mind that either. But I want to be able to say that I am not existing and for people to understand. For them to not be concerned about the kid in the corner. About the guy sitting in silence. About your suspiciously quiet friend. I am simply not for now, and I hope you can accept that.

No better way to wake up than reading fluff fics

Middleditch and Schwartz is great improv. And I'll tell you what when i went to see Ben perform improv live in chicago, holy shit did it not disappoint. This was a bit ago but still the best day ever. If you don't know who Ben Schwartz is or have never seen long form improv, I reccomend the Netflix show Middleditch and Schwartz. No i am not a bot. Yes, Middleditch did get in some trouble and is no longer prominent in the comedy world. However it is still a great show and 3 episodes of comedy gold!

i am gay and tired, reblog this if you are also gay and tired

"I don't know if i want to be with them or be them"

I DO! Be them!!! Be them!!!!!!!!! istg it is always be them