reblogging to keep myself sane
Ok but like. What the fuck is there to do on the internet anymore?
Idk when I was younger, you could just go and go and find exciting new websites full of whatever cool things you wanted to explore. An overabundance of ways to occupy your time online.
Now, it’s just… Social media. That’s it. Social media and news sites. And I’m tired of social media and I’m tired of the news.
Am I just like completely inept at finding new things or has the internet just fallen apart that much with the problems of SEO and web 3.0 turning everything into a same-site prison?
HOLY SHIT JM SORRY???
WHY DIDN'T YOU SAY YOU'RE GETTING FRATURES B E F O R E THIS?!?!?
damn dude/ette, keep flying high 🗣️🎉🫶🏾🌅 (congratulations)
sketch>finished traditional piece>refrence image
Sukuna=Eminem I will die on this hill. Anyways, he's in court for crimes that they can't pin him for because Sukuna is too good at removing evidence.
WHAT THE HELL ARE THEY DOING
GET THEM DOWN
Lost marble hornets entry
My side piece (my platonic friend that i flirt with) keeps staring deep into my eyes (I legit can't handle it I get too gay and giddy even though I have an SO)
He's so goofy and silly I love him
Brian Thomas (Hoodie) from Marble Hornets
ONNGGG (blue moons, the state fair (for my state), HALLOWEEN, leaves, pumpkins, the fact that people suddenly don't care that you wanna be a gay little witch- what?- WHAT?!-, ughHBHHh OH YEAH- ....BRRRR OCTOBERRRRR
Oml you're so fucking real for this
(I am a clumsly fuck who doesn't like running and I'm scared of tripping on shit and then I trip anyways)
Like in all seriousness could you actually solve a mystery to the disappearance of a family member, find 8 Pages connected to said family member AND BE CHASED BY FUCKING SLENDERMAN AT THE SAME TIME????
Personally I couldn't. And I respect anyone who believes they can.
(man I want more modern Slenderman games now. I miss the era of internet where Slenderman was one of the pinnacles of creepypasta society)
(also can someone infodump where the idea of Slendrina came from? I've always been wondering this)
"-And keep your dog on a leash."
She said that to me with so much venom- how could say such a thing? To my face and in front of my best friend too.
She already knew what Steph was like; I had tol' her stories about em from when we were dumb kids messing around in folks fields an' in the woods.
He might be a bastard and a dog in all rights and senses of those words but he's MY bastard and MY dog to insult and intimidate.
She doesn't know how much I hate putting the man in timeout. To see his beautiful summer eyes look up at me and know he ain't getting off anytime soon.
She couldn't understand the bond we welded together - wrought iron and steel - couldn't understand how much I'd lay my life on the line for his mangy, good-for-nothing ass.
She couldn't understand how deep my love runs for him.
The blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb.
She was my baby sister; I've known her for all my life.
And he's my friend, my boy, my partner- and I've known him for so many eternities.
So now, after Steph leaves once those words leave her mouth- I leave with him. And I don't tell them goodbye, don't say when I'll be back. Because my 'Bye' won't be good, and I don't plan on see'n them again.
And tonight I'm gonna ride on into the sunset with him.
He may be the dog, but I'll be the bear for him. I'll protect him with my life and make sure he knows he's got someone to come back to when the doing gets done.
He probably won't know how I feel because he ain't like that but I don't care- he's got me and I've got him- we've got each other.
He's the dog and I'm the bear-
So I'm gonna chase him until the sun goes down forever.
Bernard
i will ALWAYS clap my hands excitedly and lean forward in my seat when someone tells a character to "keep your dog on a leash" only for it to turn out they're referring to another person
What is started getting freaky with the number 9.
Cuz like.... 9??? NINE??? ITS SO PUNK ROCK MY DUDES
So the plan was that i was gonna post something totally epic and relatable but I forgor but trust it would've done numbers
Loser, 17, probably acoustic. Bunch of stuff that the lizard in my head screams out from time to time.
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