AI Is Making Life Into A Fucking Horror Story, a poem by Me
ive seen gay sex straighter then whatever was going on in that fucking honda odyssey
I thought this was inherent but you have to care about trans people you don’t want to fuck too
Canary. I have so many emotions about that it’s a FUCKING canary.
they are giving us. A fucking canary. You know, the warning sign for miners to get out as fast as possible when it dies. To not go deeper. To not keep going. In episode ONE (1). It goes into the magnus institute.And it dies.
“Canaries should stay above ground”
Something something anglerfish luring us in, something something canary dying, telling us to GET THE HELL OUT.
—except that.
It’s also a RED Canary. You know what that reminds me of? A red herring.
The Magnus fandom returning from the dead three years later for 90 more Magnus Thursdays
praying that the magnus protocol will be even gayer and transer than the magnus archives. amen
Burying your gays is old news. In 2024 we're computerizing your gays
not me walking into Oxfam for some fun secondhand clothes and leaving with a screaming vase, a bearskin rug, a chandelier, a massive gramophone, a rocking horse, a leaky grandfather clock, a defaced encyclopedia, several abstract paintings, two soiled crinoline dresses, a chaise longue filled with sand, a taxidermied vulture, a rusty printing press, used medical equipment, some sort of leather kite, a curved brass telescope, a wheelbarrow full of shifting fossils, an armful of swords, a few lengths of rope, a bathtub full of moldy food, a stack of old dental retainers, a brace of half-butchered pheasants, a jar of pickled hands, a diving suit full of sawdust, a broken picnic hamper, a bloodstained china set, a jar of imperial coins, and a gun.
bisexual worsties
sorry about your boyfriend. yeah he’s trapped in windows 95. you are also trapped in windows 95