Just An Extremely Normal Thing To Say

Someone please tell me why i just "argargargargargarg" 'ed like mr.crabs please someone anyone ive never done this in my life and its been years since ive seen anything spongebob someone help

sexy knights. sexy wounded knights. sexy wounded weary knights. sexy wounded weary knights in the rain. sexy wounded weary knights in the rain pledging their loyalty to you.

I feel like "trump wants to throw away literal dinosaur fossils" would really turn heads if we actually had a functional opposition party in this country to get messages out, but I guess I'll just have to get a paint pen and write it on my car. fine, I'll do it.

I feel like im stuck under a dreamworld spell sometimes and i get hit with this super weird wave of "wait, i was just doing something really important. Like super important. What was i doing again?" And i cant recall anything about what i "was" doing but the feeling of it being an incredible plot point.

Like, i was just chillin here, scrolling on webtoon before i got this crazy headache in waves that only lasted a few minutes, and i felt like i remembered i was supposed to be doing something super important but i couldnt remember what.

And no, doom scrolling tiktok and binge reading (which is what i was doing before) dont count lol

Objective ownership is just necessary sometimes

saying “i want him” about the character but not in a romantic or sexual way . i just Require him i need to Obtain him

Going to add lore to my little story

Going to make it so if you want to sacrifice a person, you need their permission, but if the person is a parent with a still living child (direct child, not step) the child can give permission for their parent/s to be sacrificed to the gods.

Only works with mothers/father and son/daughters

Your niece cant give your soul to the gods unfortunately and neither can your granchild

But your direct kid can

I come back to tumblr for 4 seconds and 4chan is dead? What happened!?

The last time i was here, it was stabby ceasar day (last year, not this year), and my entire feed was just "L Caesar got stabbed"

I love you tumblr dont ever change

Beer and milk are two of the earliest agricultural products so statistically at least one person in the ancient world must have tried a White Gilgamesh

The difference is this mysterious "anxious attachment style" thought process generally (from what ive seen idk im not an expert) only applies to like 2 important people

"Do you still like me?" "Are you mad at me?" "Did i do something wrong?" Disorder is unfortunately indiscriminately targeting everyone around me, myself and complete strangers included.

There is no escaping the "Do you still like me?" "Are you mad at me?" "Did i do something wrong?" Disorder

cursed with "do you still like me?" "are you mad at me?" "did i do something wrong?" disorder