My head is killing me. It’s been a long fucking day. I miss Joseph a lot. I need cuddles and someone to fall asleep on. And I really want August 8th to be here like now. I need a super fantastic fun filled Friday with my favorite person.
A paradox. After turning the machine on, its only function is to turn itself off.
I watched this for a good 5 minutes. Therefore, it deserves a reblog.
it’s a parabox.
This gives me a headache and i dont even know why
"i wish pokemon were real!"
beedrill is three feet tall
yeah but lets be real here if it meant I could live in a world with completely free healthcare and take tours across entire countries on foot with superpowered animal/else companions I would fight a hundred fucking beedrill at once naked with only a butter knife
P.S. The real world isn’t going to accommodate you and your “comfort.” When you get off Tumblr, there aren’t any trigger warnings. Wearing a nametag with your “gender identity” on it would be absolutely laughable. You’ll have to learn to be an adult and deal with people without being psychotic and wishing death on them.
Rebloging twice because people should have to read this more than once
SOMEONE SAID IT