"go the fuck away im not dealing w ur snake shit today"
Me and my sibling can go from
in like three seconds
on a scale from disney to dreamworks what’s your sibling relationship
psychedelic street art
i see this guy in union square all the time!
of course I lift.
My dad credits this as his favorite photo of me.
When I was younger, I was very socially anxious. I hated crowds, hated attention, hated being up on stage. In preschool there was this little Halloween show that we put on, and man, I did not want to do that shit, let me tell you. All those parents watching me sing some stupid song? Nah, that ain’t me.
But I was forced to, and I was pissed about it. My dad was in the audience, taking pictures and enjoying the show. In that moment, I swear, my tiny four year old was pure rage and resentment. I felt the word “fuck” years before I knew what it was.
My dad pointed the camera at me, and I turned, and I looked. I gave him the look that summed up all the anger, all the absolute fury that was brewing inside me. He says that he had never before seen such a perfect depiction of total and complete hatred. In his four year old son.
To this day whenever I get pissed, he calls me “Buzz Lightyear”.
okay scary story time my sister hid this pic of Michael Jackson behind my pillow and when I lifted my pillow I saw this and I screamed so loud I can’t even handle looking at the pic omfg
So it turns out the muses have names! From left to right:
Thalia: The muse of comedy
Melpomene: The muse of tragedy
Calliope: The muse of epic poetry
Clio: The muse of history
Terpsichore: The muse of dance
(Info for this post found on disney wiki)
The Muses are the BEST
imagine banana wiht any other vowel
Since when was ‘y’ a vowel?
A E I O U AND SOMETIMES Y GO TO FIRST GRADE