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It’s done! My Wasteland, Baby! aquarium, featuring Mercutio the marimo as Andrew Mossball-Byrne.

Inspired by this post from @turninghoziest

I swear… “but you don’t need a device with a headphone jack, your headphones are Bluetooth”. They’re only Bluetooth when I can’t be bothered to carry my devices around and I don’t have pockets. The rest of the time they’re hooked up to my devices using the HEADPHONE JACK.

pros of corded headphones:

Cant lose phone

dont need to charge headphones

they look cool and are amazing

cons of corded headphones:

Every doorknob in existence is now out to get you

AND YET A TRACE OF THE TRUE SELF EXISTS IN THE FALSE SELF

Reblog if you've made at least one friend because of a fandom.

Tumblr either thinks I’m a pregnant woman or a gay man based on the ads I’m getting. This…. This is odd.

Joy is stored in the wildly inaccurate Halloween skeleton

I only make it halfway through the sandwich (if that) before I’m like “this was a good sandwich. Now show me the ~mayonnaise bread~ and Meat!”

Didn’t know this was a thing other people did!

So yet another weird thing about me is that I like to taste sandwiches both together and in their individual pieces. For about the first 2/3 of a sandwich I eat it normally but in the last third I eat every piece separately.

I did this even as a kid but my dad got annoyed at me “dissecting” my food and kept telling me to stop. So this began a two decade long ruse where I pretended to be very bad at eating sandwiches.

I’m not dissecting my food, father. The sandwich is simply falling apart. Oh no. What a shame. Guess I’ll have to eat these bacon bits and lettuce separately.

I recently told my dad about this because I’m an adult now and can eat how I want and yeah he never caught on. He thought I was just incredibly bad at eating sandwiches this whole time.