Ough

4am thoughts

experimental linguists hard at work in a top secret facility to discover the Ultimate Universal Slur

if someone stabs you, you get to keep the knife

thnks fr th rprssd mmrs

i dont even care what day it is. i found it. i found them

fingers in his ass sunday

This is a comment someone appended to a photo of two men apparently having sex in a very fancy room, but it’s also kind of an amazing two-line poem? “His Wife has filled his house with chintz” is a really elegant and beautiful counterbalancing of h, f, and s sounds, and “chintz” is a perfect word choice here—sonically pleasing and good at evoking nouveau riche tackiness. And then “to keep it real I fuck him on the floor” collapses that whole mood with short percussive sounds—but it’s still a perfect iambic pentameter line, robust and a lovely obscene contrast with the chintz in the first line. Well done, tumblr user jjbang8

I’m Trying to Get Angry But I’m Very Tired and All I Can Manage is Deep, Unyielding Sorrow: A Memoir

me: does absolutely nothing all day for the 24th day in a row

chronic illness: big day right bud?? You deserve a nap!!!! snzzzzzz 😴 you can do the tasks u have been needing to do tomorrow !!!

me: does absolutely nothing all day for the 25th day in a row

chronic illness: big day right b