wellamarke:

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wellamarke:

the first complaynts
are coming in:
jess thinks my rimes
are but a sin.
she canot see
the meme’s apeel.
the bredlik love
she does not feel.

why are you like this

the way i am
i will admitte
makes little sence:
i am a twitte.
but who is werce-
the crazy gal
or she who kepes her
as a pal?

why must you

i must becos
this simpel meme
is now my lyf,
my waking dreme.
if i should try
to speke in prose
the cow appears:

he liks my nose.

are you kidding me

i kid yu not.
i shall not tire.
to rime this way
is my desire.
the world may bern
or floode insted:
but i’ll be here
to lik some bred.

please stop

even your tags were in lik the bred format

i give up

this post has killed me

just yesterday
the words above
were sed by jess
who has no love 
for any childe
made up of rime.
she may yet change.
i’ll give her tyme. 

chrissihr:

diaryofafig:

I hate everyone being like “I can’t believe how unhygienic we used to live Im never going back even after covid bla bla” ok I’m literally going to lick the floor at the grocery store

Back in 2009, after we’d recovered from H1N1, the husband person and I used to joke about how it made us feel invincibile, like we could go kick dooorknobs at the airport.

Swine flu only made me really want to eat pork when my appetite came back

nail-bat-lesbian:

one-threesevenths:

maybe i am overly emotionally attached to space robots created to die alone and whom i will never meet, but if NASA didn’t want me to get attached, they shouldn’t have made them friend-shaped

Op you are absolutely right