inabasket:

inabasket:

Target has a “Halloween Dachshund Skeleton” and one of the product photos is a room with nothing in it except the skeleton.

my man

lopunny:

iida-tenya:

Now we, too, can be Meechee

the grinding horror of [abusive] heterosexuality in musicals cw?

hey does anyone know how to arrange your life so you literally never have to see a musical again? i realize it sounds like im just gearing up to dunk on musicals, and lbr im always ready, but im actually asking because i was obligated to see sweet charity last night for family reasons (my savta wanted to see it), and like guys and dolls and oklahoma before it, it has infected me with a deep miserable horror of heterosexuality so strong that last night i had like three different nightmares about being kidnapped, abused, or assaulted by men

idk why it is Specifically Musicals that make me want to die so i can’t become str8 by accident, tho it might just be that i can usually walk out of/away from any other form of entertainment that feels like it’s about to crushingly remind me that i’m a woman[citation needed] and therefore deserve everything i get, where “everything i get” is definitely going to be at worst long term engagement with a man who hates every single thing about me and is completely justified in belittling and abusing me, and at best dying alone with only my meagre imitations of a career. which like given the options, please, i would love a useless futile mockery of job aspirations

ANYWAY THAT FUCKING SUCKED

dankmemesreasonforliving:

transgooglesearches:

How to pass in public as a gender the public doesn’t know about

i had an extremely long dream that was literally just: i enter the mirrorverse version of my own world. like all mirrorverse worlds, it is Sexy, but instead of being Sexy because of the mirror universe’s evil and flirtatious inhabitants, it’s Sexy because they never invented any fabrics except spandex.