sonypraystation:

beachdog42:

scotchtapeofficial:

ravensloane:

ravensloane:

anyone wanna hear some rlly upsetting music tht did not come frm this plane of existence

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i can’t even comprehend what i’m listening to right now

when all the copyright free music is overused so you play every garageband loop you can find at once

sorry im reblogging this again but i’ve listened to just the first 3 seconds of this probably 100 times now

dark nightcore

squidsqueen:

vampireapologist:

vampireapologist:

idk if I’ve posted about this before but by far the strangest things that’s happened to me in retail was the time someone’s total came out to my birth-year and I said “hey! that’s the year I was born!” and then the next customer’s total came out to like $12.57 and just bc I’m a weirdo I said “hey! that’s the year I was born!” and without missing a fucking beat this like, 70+ year old man said

“Ah! Another like me! We’re few and far between these days, aren’t we?”

And I was like oh man this guy’s sense of humor really aligns with mine! And I laughed and made some other joke about being immortal and thought that was the end of it,

but this man.

He stood by the register for five more minutes. Maybe more. Which let me tell you is an EXCRUTIATING amount of time for something like this to happen.

And he just kept upping the ante!! He starting talking about some REALLY specific details regarding day-to-day life in the 1300s to the point I started getting worried that I’d misled a genuinely immortal being to believe I am also immortal.

He eventually politely left when I got too busy with other customers to awkwardly respond.

Who the fuck was that guy.

I think it’s also important to mention this happened at Cracker Barrel.

I’m reasonably certain there is only one Cracker Barrel, and every door into various locations all lead to the same place, where the veil between world is thin.

sabot-sister:

shit working class leftists and ppl in general don’t need to hear:

– you making fun of our schooling

– you belittling us for working actual jobs instead of going into higher education

– you complaining that we don’t “do enough about our situation”

– you looking down on us because we might not have the time or the patience to read heaps of irrelevant political theory

– again, these fucking jokes about us having no idea about politics when we’re the ones living them

– you patronizing us about health, parenting, and literally anything else

– you asking why our families didn’t just buy a house (that happened more often than you’d think)

– you making fun of our dialects and mannerisms

– you using a lack of education as an argument against your political opponents

– you pitying us like we can’t be proud of our roots

– you ignoring our self-organization and community work because it doesn’t live up to your ideological standards

– the fucking LEFT in general being classist as fuck which should be a paradox but isn’t

for real I’m just really fed up with the academic left sometimes and y’all should really look at yourselves first when you ask why the new left is so out of touch with working people.
We don’t have to read Marx to know that capitalism sucks. Believe us, we know.

This has been a PSA.