You guys do know you’re supposed to reblog things, right
“well i like this post but i’m worried my followers might not” fuck your followers. The entire point of tumblr is to cause irreparable psychic damage to your followers. We are locked in mortal combat on the astral plane. You must win. You Must Win. You Must Destroy Them.
i am going to demolish my followers on the battleground of rock-paper-scissors
You better be rebloging you little shits
Too fucking bad
that’s what sideblogs are for. If you know your followers won’t appreciate horniness, make a blog just for the horniness.
No. Go horny on main. I’d they can’t handle you at your boobies they don’t deserve you at your shitposts.
My favorite quote from any movie critic ever is from Roger Ebert, who once said “The Borg Queen looks like no notion of sexy I have ever heard of, but inspires me to keep an open mind”
My favorite Roger Ebert movie-review quote was when he said that Danny DeVito “has a way of making the taller people around him seem unsure of what to do with their legs.”
man yall the interpersonal drama in ancient rome was something else like. there was a guy named crassus who had a pet eel and was so sad when it died that he gave it a funeral, and when another dude named domitius ahenobarbus made fun of him for throwing an eel funeral, crassus was like “oh so this is coming from the guy who’s buried three of his wives and not even shed a single tear about it.” wish i could’ve been in the room for that one
Eating four leaf clovers is like, the Right Response to finding a four leaf clover yknow. You find a four leaf clover and you’re like “oh sick! A four leaf clover” and then what the fuck are you supposed to do? Carry it around until it gets smushed and lost? Press it and have it be clutter? No, you eat that fucking son of a bitch. Absorb its power. Instant closure
