When a woman talks about how painful or miserable a part of her life is, whether it be pregnancy, childbirth, motherhood or sex, it is so fucking obnoxious and genuinely terrible of you to respond “yikes I’m glad i choose not to do that” like please shut up….it’s not about you!
I feel like the real peril of growing up Christian that no one really talks about is how deeply veggie tales songs get embedded into your fuckin head like a ticking time bomb of inanity
it could be decades later and you’re minding your own business in line at the grocery store or on the bus or trying to fall asleep and from the depths of your brain comes “the bunny, the bunny, ooh I love the bunny”
you’ll never be free
someone, being normal: it’s time
my goblin brain:
anytime i lose my hairbrush…..yall already know whats going down
me: walking anywhere
in the depths of my hell mind, in a French accent: KEEP WALKING! butyouwon’tknockdownourwall keep walking! BUT IT ISN’T GONNA FALL!
A 3 person suicide coffin. Apparently, it was made for a Colorado couple in the 1930s whose baby died. Grief-stricken, they had planned to commit suicide and be buried together in a single coffin. When they decided not to go through with it, the coffin went unused. It can be seen in the National Museum of Funeral History today. From here
Some guy built that thing knowing a couple was gonna kill themselves n he was like ok sure I can do a 3 bedroom coffin I got you
Big Mean Sweaty Dyke 