i love sitting on a sofa with one leg crossed over the other and my arms spread out across the headboard behind me like a young, reckless, 1920s gentleman of ambiguous sexuality, with more money than i know what to do with and an intense weariness of the shallow, hedonistic lifestyle enjoyed by my companions
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#q #fave[ID: a screenshot of a tweet from Bobo Berens @/robertberens reading: “Let people not enjoy things” /end ID]
*lights match*
[Image ID: Screenshot of a tweet by @/jzux that reads “well well well, if it isn’t the bridge i said i’d cross when i came to it”. End image ID]
Every time I see someone do the “same anon” thing on here I think about how we all just take it on faith that people who claim to be the same anon are telling the truth and I get the urge to send a third anon like “umm idk who that was I’m the person who sent the first anon and I don’t agree with what they said” just to see what happens or worse yet start impersonating someone’s long-term nickname/emoji anon. I haven’t done this because I would gain nothing from it. But you’d never be able to tell who was telling the truth, could you? Could you stop me? I don’t think so
I’ve been possessed by an anime villain
In Super Mario Sunshine, the Toads in Delfino Plaza are always seen worrying about Peach after her kidnapping. However, their expressions only become distraught when Mario approaches. As long as he is far away, their faces are happy.
Imagine being this fake
