HE FUCKING GRINDED THE ENTIRETY OF YHE GRANVILLE BRIDGE OFFRAMP
THATS A LONG ASS RAMP
I was praying the soundtrack would be something from JSRF 👌
HE FUCKING GRINDED THE ENTIRETY OF YHE GRANVILLE BRIDGE OFFRAMP
THATS A LONG ASS RAMP
I was praying the soundtrack would be something from JSRF 👌
To the spiders in the ceiling corners: you’re keeping your end of the contract, love u honeys catch those tasty flies
To the spiders halfway down the wall and touchin my furniture: you’re on thin fucking ice babes
Being a crow sounds like such a fun existence it’s like
1. Wake up
2. Eat some garbage
3. Find a rabbit to fuck with because you just hate rabbits so much
4. Get to the top of a very tall tree and scream for at least two hours so that people know you’re a crow
5. Join your 3 crow friends in someone’s backyard and just fucking hop around like a goof ball
6. Yell some more
7. Okay that was good enough go to sleep!
8. Repeat
YA literature? You mean books about Super Special White Girl and Her Mysterious Brooding Boyfriend?
Here’s a list of black YA leads! And ten Native American protagonists! And a list of ladies who love ladies in YA! And genderqueer / transgender YA leads! And more queer titles! And 2015 / 2016 YA books with Asian / East Asian leads! And bisexual YA leads! And Muslim YA leads! And asexual YA leads! And YA Interrobang’s entire section on diverse YA fiction!
*confetti*
PLEASE REBLOG THIS
PLEASE DO NOT THROW THE YA GENRE UNDER THE BUS it is filled with diversity that goes far beyond whatever makes it to the movies! Please give it a chance!
If Cthulhu can be summoned by humans who are so far beneath it, why can’t humans be summoned by ants?
The answer is they should be.
Well if a bunch of ants formed a circle in my house I’d certainly notice, try to figure out where they’d all come from, and possibly wreak destruction there.
That’s why knowing and correctly pronouncing the true name is so important to the ritual. Imagine how impossible it would be to not go take a look if the circle of ants started chanting your name.
And they’re like, you can’t leave because we drew a line made of tiny crystals - now you have to do us a favor.
And you’re like, let’s just see where this goes “yup, you got me… what’s the favor?”
and usually the favor is like, “kill this one ant for us” or “give me a pile of sugar” and you’re like… okay? and you do, because why not, it isn’t hard for you and boy is this going to be a fucking story to tell, these fucking ants chanting your name and wanting a spoonful of sugar or whatever.
And SOMEtimes you get asked for things you can’t really do, one of them, she’s like, “I love this ant but she won’t pay any attention to me, make me important to her” and you’re like… um? how? So you just kill every ant in the colony except the two of them, ta-da! problem solved! and the first ant is like *horrified whisper* “what have I done”
This is the best explanation for higher powers I’ve ever really heard.