The Witch House of Salem, Massachusetts.
back when i was a bee keeper my bees were really gentle and one time i scooped up a handful of them and i got rly emotional and wanted to kiss them and i essentially faceplanted myself into a palm full of bees while crying and that’s an important fact about me
I’m just picturing this from the bees’ point of view and it’s simultaneously hilarious and horrifying
do you ever start eating something and think “man i don’t even want this”
but then you just keep eating it
Imagine having 2 dads, and then them divorcing and dating other men. Then you’d have 4 dads.
The amount of dad jokes…
"Hi hungry, I’m dad."
"Hi dad, I’m dad too!"
"Hi dad too, I’m dad three."
"Hi dad three, I’m dad."
What have you done
"I don’t have anywhere to go to…”
cat people: dogs are cool too
dog people: cats don’t feel love did you know a cat once MURDERED my MOTHER
straight males in yogurt shop tolerance level: 0
The worst is when I give a little boy a pink spoon (or he even ASKS for a pink spoon!) and his mom and dad glare at me as if I’m Satan himself trying to corrupt their kid with a fucking colored disposable spoon.