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I found rusty paperclip on the college campus yesterday. I picked it up because it reminded me of myself.

The Salt lake temple isn't even the best temple in Utah. If you're going to visit Utah, go to the national parks like Bryce Canyon or Arches National Park. There is nothing else worthwhile in this godforsaken state. (I would know. I currently live in Utah.) If you're going to visit Nebraska, maybe take a trip to Joslin Art Museum or Lincoln, and ask a local where good food is. Nebraska is better to live in than to visit(there is basically nothing to do if you don't live there). Iowa has some nice hiking trails such as the Lewis and Clark trail which I used to enjoy. The land itself isn't too bad especially near the river but as far as tourism goes there really isn't much to do even if it can be relaxing in the right time of year. No idea why you'd visit a baseball field in the literal most boring part of Iowa or why it's popular enough to make this list? It's not even in a good part of Iowa lmao. The best part of Iowa is on the border with Nebraska. Corn palace was at least basically the only fucking worthwhile thing to do in....wait what the fuck seriously? South Dakota has beautiful lakes and amazing trails and you visit a fucking random building with corn taped to its sides in the middle of god damn nowhere. Its proximity to a highway is not an excuse. I've been there. It's a literal waste of time. Perfect definition of tourist trap. The only redeeming attribute of Wyoming is the Yellowstone area and maybe the mountains. At least the bean is in Chicago. If you're in Chicago you're already in one of the most interesting parts of Illinois and have access to much better attractions. But the Mall of America? The Mall of America is way too far out there to even consider visiting even if you lived in Iowa lmao. Enjoy your 5 hour car ride to the middle of a state there is literally nothing to do or see in. If it were in literally any other state no one would fault it. It's basically just not worth the drive. Worth noting the only two ones in states i mentioned i have not been to are Carhenge and Field of dreams, because having lived in both of those states i know enough to say they're both not worth the effort.

I mean by the time they were done with him he was planted in the ground like a tuber, and he was braindead, so the entire thing is technically a vegetable

A proper salad consists of three divine components:

ingredience (vegitable of all kin)

indulgence (dressing, oil, salt, croutons, cheese, etc)

violence (chopp and shred that shit asunder)

I wonder if there's someone out there whose thing is that literally all they want out of life is to be sucked into a jet engine and no one knows.

No one knows he's sitting in a padded cell waiting for his moment in life. Biding his time until the day he can walk out of that room, hop the fence of an airport then immediately get sucked into a GE90 turbo fan. T-posing in an inward draft before he's ground into dust, vaporized and shot out the back at as a molten human jet stream, shining brighter than any man ever could in that brief moment where man and machine intersect. No one will know who he is. No one will know why he did it. They will blame his captors for failing to prevent him from attaining his lifelong dream. No one understood him. No one ever will. They won't even know that his valiant sacrifice will save three-hundred sixty passengers and the Boeing 777's entire crew from a grisly demise by preventing a plane with an undiscovered engine malfunction from taking off. All for the low low price of spraying the runway with a fine red mist and permanently traumatizing the child sitting in seat number 16A.

it's incomprehensible how much of my brainpower is spent CONSTANTLY THINKING ABOUT SUCKING DICK

Is there like a cure for constantly being horny?

It's been -78 days since the last day i didn't randomly think about gay sex and that's only if you count the day i realized i didn't think about gay sex which is still technically thinking about gay sex. If you don't I have no clue what it's like to not have your thoughts filled with AGGRESSIVE GAYNESS.

feels like home

C o l l a g e c r e a t e d b y m y s e l f a n d w h i c h I t i t l e d . . . " 𝑾𝒆𝒍𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆 "

i am the 4 am potato thing i don't speak tree

As soon as my body starts to malfunction or fail me/become weak/fragile I'm rerolling

You ever feel like you've been in the backrooms before? Like going about your day then suddenly you feel like nothing is real even though you know it is? Do you ever think maybe the reason so many of these places feel familiar to the point you know you've been there before is because you've been in the backrooms this entire time, or maybe the dreams you have of locations you've never been to are just memories of roaming a hollowed out version of reality somewhen in your life?

I have this feeling every time i look at this(and some other) images. I feel like I know what the kitchen looks like because I've been there in a dream when i was younger.

borderline delirious rn happy not eating more than 700 calories and walking a mile a day because you're trying to reclaim your body from dogshit genetics day why am i doin this during finals week lmao

isopods are fucking beautiful creatures i love them they're SO GREAT PLEASE KILL ME

Transopoid!!!! !