Archaeologist. Writer. Fangirl. Feminist, Pansexual. Completely and utterly insane..
This is where I reblog ALL the things...and occasionally post up completely random insanity from inside my head.
i still can’t believe americans don’t call car parks
car parks wtf
is that where you bring your car on weekends so it can play with other cars
NO IT’S WHERE YOU PARK YOUR FUCKING CAR
Almost like an area of land, a lot if you will, for parking cars. A parking lot.
I keep imagining little Hondas on swing sets
my dick has a lot in common with the sun
nobody likes looking directly at it?
It gives people cancer?
woAh woah woah
It rises at the crack of dawn?
it disappears at night?
direct exposure often leads to a nasty case of sunburn?
it needs to stay approximately 92,960,000 miles away from me?
nobody will ever touch it?
i really hate hearing “ew anal sex is gross! shit comes out of there!” because let’s quickly go over what comes out of a vagina:
how did the human race survive with men in charge of everything for so long if they don’t even understand that vaginas don’t pee
This is you. This is where all your thoughts are kept. Every other part of your body is used to protect and sustain this.
I want to cry
it’s weirdly comforting to know that all of the meaningless bullshit society judges me on is just a meatsuit made to support the terrifying tentacle beast that is my true form (◡‿◡✿)
Its hard for people without depression to understand when some days that just dropping a cup of water will bring you to tears because they think oh this is just one little thing but you see it as oh my god I can’t even get water without fucking up and now I’ve made a huge mess I shouldn’t even try
HELLO YES 999 I JSUT ATE A VERY MOULDY BLUEBERRY BY MISTAKE AND ID LIKE MY TONGUE REMOVED
999? You mean 911?
I think if I ordered an ambulance from America I’d be a little bit scuppered since I livE IN ENGLAND AND ITS AN AWFULLY LONG DRIVE