The Circle of Schadenfreude not only compels but demands that you not only laugh upon first sight of your friends’ unlucky moments, but that you also be upfront about your own so they can laugh in return.

Enjoy mockery. Be friends.
Be mockery. Enjoy friends.

An otherwise inconsecuential offline typo has left me with the thought of a “Rubber Dicky” song stuck in my mind.

Allrite dream time:

Ok so yesterday I was feeling kinda bad cuz a series of circumstances was forcing me to neglect a certain chat, and believe it or not I get pretty self consious about the attention I pay to y’all losers lovely peeps. But that’s a matter for a different time - .-

ANYWAYS, DREAM: there I was, in the middle of a room surrounded by girls in fancy dresses, or mannequins in fancy dresses… my subconsious doesn’t have great rendering for 3D dreams sometimes… some princess-like, some lolita-like, and lo and behold there was these two girls among them, giggling at each other. Well all of them were giggling but these two were louder for some reason, like if the others were background noise.

I approached them and noticed one was a blonde with a bun with a red dress while the other hd black hair with a ponytail and green dress. I called out to them and only the brunette (…is it still brunette if the hair is black? why’s there no word for black hair? like “blackette”? But not that. That sounds fucked up.) turned to see me, but the blonde stopped giggling and I could sense anger coming from her.

The green girl stared at me with a smile on her face and music started playing, she took my hand and pulled me to the dancefloor. At this point I almost reached lucidity, cuz comeon I dont fucking dance wtf dream?? but despite the spinning from that waltz I noticed the blonde was still not facing us, even tho the others were looking at us, forming a circle. Saw a few familiar faces there but most were indeed animated mannequins.

The dance ended along with the music, and the green girl pulled me once again, this time towards the red girl. She finally turned around and revealed that she was yet another faceless mannequin. The green girl said to me: “Now with her” and the dream ended as she put both red girl’s and mine hands together. But I didn’t wake up, it was just the void for a few minutes. Or hours. Idk how time in dreams work. I haven’t seen Inception - .-

Numeros I am going to [DATA EXPUNGED] the you ._.

Making a note here: both SCPs 054 and 056 are not anomalous apple seeds.

Shippin’ SCP-913 with SCP-458

oooooooooook turns out that steam train sonic dream collection numbing of my senses was still not strong enough to help me watch St. Olga’s Reform School but hey atleast now I’vemade it to the middle of the ep and only vomited twice so that’s a accomplishedment yes :’3

I remember how I felt when I first looked into the world of tails of pony

It was in 3rd grade and the girls from class were doing a gymnastic thing with batons for a festival and all of them had to get ponytailed for it and they were so ultracute and I could see their neck, some for the first time, and they had bangs, and scrunchies, and sfdkjglkgjlauergldjk ♥`A´♥

I want to know where’s the post with the memes of the month for 2015.