I Need To Re-dye My Hair But I Don’t Have Access To My Favorite Hair Dye Anymore And Ugggh

me, eating a pile of nuts, cheese, and apple: mmmm tasty

the medieval peasant in my head watching me eat: thou knowst what would MAKETH this meal? dried fruits.

me, getting out the raisins: god damn, etheldred, you are SO right

the medieval peasant in my head: yet thou art still not heeding mine words regarding the blasphemy

i wish it was socially acceptable to let out the most agonizing scream from time to time like i know it wouldn’t fix anything but it would certainly make me feel better

till deactivation do us part

happy birthday to the god explosion murder dyamight

It’s not autumn until you bring out the family trebuchet.

Me, shivering and shaking bc I cannot regulate my own body temp: maybe I’ll turn down the fan just a tiny bit

My child, the moment my hand touches the control: combusts into fucking flames

No one cares what you would rather do.

My first anon hate 🫶🏻