Latest Posts by lunarbat32 - Page 3

when the jazz has elements of rock n roll

I need one of these so I can pull it out of an inside pocket of my coat every once in a while and take a melodramatic swig

i am a woman at war with herself, torn forever between my love of detective fiction and my hatred of cops and cop media

warlock gf:

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warlock gf:

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warlock gf:

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warlock gf: so dinner tonight is kind of a deconstructed pasta bake

me: by deconstructed you mean

warlock gf: i eldritch blasted it

me: you eldritch blasted it

got emotional at work because i imagined a cuttlefish

Sandwich so good it makes you think life might be worth living after all….

DnD campaign where the players get rabies and over time get debuffs and buffs like +STR and -INT and the entire thing is timed until they die or cure the magic rabies

i thought i was introverted turns out i was just a loser

Absolutely shameful the way he's gone mask off like this.

i updated it due to current happenings

edit: FUCKING REBLOG IT. LIKES DONT MEAN SHIT!

emojis for those of us who love to smile and grin. spread them like an invasive species. no need for credit go crazy go wild get scary

New thing since my last one was deleted.

pop up ads on pirating websites are so fucking funny. "do you want sex?" if I wanted to have sex do you really think I'd be watching doctor who. answer quickly

it's such a bummer that losing control of your emotions only makes the entire situation worse in really embarrassing personal ways. losing control of my emotions should give me pyrokinesis.

I was put on this earth to be mid and then die

No way Connor wasn’t based off of dale cooper

It’s five miles south of the Canadian border, twelve miles west of the state line. I’ve never seen so many trees in my life. As W.C. Fields would say, “I’d rather be here than Philadelphia.”

TWIN PEAKS: Pilot (1990) dir. David Lynch

(after misunderstanding what someone said and embarrassing myself) oh great now they hate me and want to kill me with rocks

the most infuriating thing about personal growth is that even if someone else did have the answer you needed and conveyed it to you in a precise and effective matter, it won't make sense until you're ready for it. you could hear it every day of your life and it wouldn't matter a fucking bit until it finally clicks. there's very little you can do to influence when that happens, either

all skeletons are now alive

its really cool that we discovered glass which is the material that doesnt have any chemical reactions with anything in the universe very useful for doing chemistry due to being able to put things in it to contain chemical reactions and never having it react with the things that are in it due to it being completely and entirely unreactive to every chemical

me: man i wish dodos still existed so i could eat one

brain: there are many extant species of pigeons and doves still

me: hmmm is it morally right to eat a dove

brain: the morality of eating meat is not affected by the beast it originates. the idea that certain meats are “wrong” to eat is a societal expectation

me: okay what diseases do pigeons carry

brain: some but with proper preparation and with a disease-free specimen you will be okay

me: what is stopping me from eating a dove

brain: your cowardice. you fear social rejection and dread the idea of judgement. but, those who judge you are just as biased and imperfect as you are. you must accept that this is an inevitable part of life, but it should not hold you back. you are in charge of your own destiny

me: okay lala ^_^ *googles “dove resippy” for 4 hours and salivates so hard it floods my room and i drown*

Remembering when I went over to my female teacher's house in 5th grade and saw that she lived with another female teacher & went home going "wow, so teachers really do all live together!" & then my family had to explain to me what lesbians are

Disco Elysium out there with the real artist experience

You ever have a random thought that's not intrusive, but somehow simultaneously so instinctive and so detached from your regular everyday life, that you vaguely figure it was probably just an ancestral spirit possessing you for a second?

I was baking an apple pie for fun, freehanding cardamom by vibes alone. And a thought pops into my head, must not be wasteful with them, spices are expensive. And I had to halt right there for a second. Why would I feel financial guilt about the amount of seasoning in homemade goods, when I spend money on far more frivolous shit every single day? My own weight in cinnamon would cost less than my rent.

Thank you for your concern, Maarit from the 1600s, but trust me, we're good. I can measure this cardamom with my heart and not the scale.

anyone else relate