Lemonsharkk - Lemonshark!

"it's so fucking over" yeah dude it's 11pm it's the end of the day it's time for you to go to bed. and tomorrow you'll be so fucking back because you'll be awake. go tuck yourself in dude you'll be ok

<< I’LL PUT AN END TO THIS! >>

a decade redraw of a redraw of a redraw of a redraw

“…what was it about Meg that you loved?”

have y'all seen how many poll-then-donation-request posts receive thorough poll engagement, while the actual notes are left hanging? i'm talking 12k votes for "favorite japanese dish?" but only 1500 who felt like being minimally kind to a stranger they had power over. when i see numbers like that i wonder: do the people who skip past once they realize they're being asked for something think they're outsmarting a trick? does the triumphancy of that avoidance feel better than the humility of kindness?

maybe so-- but if you're someone who skips reblogging donations, why not reblog this one? rather than lambast, i want to suggest that we refuse to go silent at the moment we're not having fun anymore, that we extend ourselves beyond the little existences social media increasingly encourages of us. this app mass-deleted palestinian users yesterday, genuinely impacting some of their means of survival. marah ( now @mahrahpalestine ), a college student like me, was one of them. consider giving her family what you're able.

ALL OF YOU TAUGHT IT TO ME, SO I KNOW IT MUST BE TRUE!

OOOUUUGH WHAT IF chubby domestic leon looks in his bathroom mirror one morning, still eepy, and in the mirror he sees his lean muscular self, covered in dirt and grime and wounded, serious face, bleeding Then he looks down at himself, his chubby belly, faint scars, and he looks back up at his violent reflection and just smiles "We made it buddy" he says to his past self OUGH

it's been a long road.

trans-male fluttershy will be real in 30 seconds