I love pirates because they have no concept on albeism. oh you have no leg? here have a peg leg. no hand?? well guess we gotta put a hook on that, give those sons of bitches a surprise. Blind in one eye, put an eyepatch on no one fucking cares, youre deaf??? go man the canons you glorious bastard.They dont care if youre disabled bcus as long as you can fuck shit up they literally dont fucking care.
"I felt like crying but nothing came out. it was just a sort of sad sickness, sick sad, when you can’t feel any worse. I think you know it. I think everybody knows it now and then. but I think I have known it pretty often, too often."
It bothers me that the intelligence of animals is measured by how willing they are to obey the commands of a human.
same goes for students at schools
I just realized how fucked up that is wow.
Looking at my lecture notes before a test…
Because one of you is bound to be named Will or have a nice hat :)
I don’t own any of these gifs
[TO YOU ALL!]
He was a skater goat, he said see you later, goat.
HE WASN’T GOAT ENOUGH FOR HERD
SHEEP HAD A PRETTY FACE,
BUT HER HERD WAS OFF IN SPACE
oh god theres more
I actually was inspired by this post the other night and started writing; all I have is a verse and a chorus:
He was a goat
And she was a goat
Can I make it anymore obvious?
He was a Pygmy
She was an Alpine
What else is there to see?
He liked her stature
She’d never say
She thought his breath smelled too much like hay
And all of her friends
Bleated with glee
The futile story this would be
He was a skater goat, she said see you later, goat
He wasn’t goat enough for herd
His fur was such a disgrace and all over the place
He needed to come back down to earth
Today I had a teacher tell me that a family member of theirs attempted suicide with pills.
I asked why he didn’t seem more concerned, and he replied with “people who attempt overdose are just attention seeking.”
Tell that to my grandma while she had to shower me for a month because I couldn’t stand after my overdose.
Tell that to my younger cousin who didn’t understand why I slept for three days straight.
Tell that to my bestfriend who saw me cry in every moment I was awake for two weeks after I swallowed those little pieces of hell.
Tell that to my brother who watched me vomit up everything I ate because my stomach was on fire.
Tell that to my teachers who watched me fail my exams because I was so dizzy and out of it I couldn’t stand, let alone concentrate.
Tell that to my mum, who watched me violently shake, sweat, convulse and cry in her arms because I didn’t want to be alive.
Go on, tell them it’s attention seeking. I dare you."