Tricerotopicpt2 - Yippie!!!

as a child being told "the moon controls the tides" with no additional explanation was like. oh okay. you want me to believe in magic? you're talking about magic right now? okay. fine

I had a dream that someone started a meme at the bottom of their tumblr posts that was just a banner of harry styles giving a thumbs up with the text "This post is Ravioli Approved." It got really popular, and eventually Harry got wind of it and went on James Corden and said "this meme is Ravioli Approved." Everyone loved it and it was really funny, and Harry Styles played along. Until one day he tweeted "Donald Trump is not Ravioli Approved." And the next day Trump fucking died.

suddenly everyone was DMing Harry Styles like "am I ravioli approved???" And he mostly said yes, but the ones he said no to died. And the next day it would come out that they had been murderers or just terrible people.

They gave Harry Styles his own government Bureau of Ravioli Approval (BORA) and every baby born got an approval/disapproval rating with their social security number. Infant mortality dropped because every baby except the Disapproved ones lived.

Eventually he did like a 12-hour live special of him reading the death records of the last 20 years and approving/disapproving of their deaths. There wasn't any earthly repercussions to that but im pretty sure it meant he was sending them to heaven or hell?

The dream ended with a looney tunes ending card, except instead of porky pig it was harry in the middle with the message "This Dream Is Ravioli Approved." And i woke up.

on this day one year ago someone sewed a fried egg to a tshirt

mutuals do this!!!!

okay, i need you to listen: you need to care. you need to care. you need to care. in spite of everything, you need to care. despite everything, you need to care. yes yes i know you feel lonely and yes i know how it is to be taught that you need to be cold and distant and always (and i mean always) distrustful of everyone, because who knows, you never know, but you live in a society made by a species whose survival is based almost solely on caring about things. we are not developed to be uncaring. please, you're not weak for caring. please, don't stop caring about things. please, you need to care.