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See, that’s what the app is perfect for.

Sounds perfect Wahhhh, I don’t wanna
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lizardsfromspace

Finding out that Elon Musk was forced out as CEO of PayPal in favor of noted vampire Peter Thiel bc Elon Musk was adamant they keep it named "X dot com" instead of Paypal unlocks so much. His space company, his literal child, and now Twitter: it's the world's most inane Rosebud. He actually bought back the URL, like a cherished childhood sled (owning the right to name a website the letter "X")

Some people told him it made more sense to have their banking company have a indicative name instead of generically being called "X" with vague allusions to being The Site For Everything, and he'll prove those fools WRONG by getting the same things yelled at him over a different website's name twenty years later

lizardsfromspace

For twenty two years he's been stewing about people telling him PayPal was a better name for a payment site than X. He was so invested in X dot com at the time they waited to hold the vote until he was on vacation. He has been furious over people saying "it's better for our site to have a name that tells you what it is instead of a letter" since before 9/11. This is his entire life

Peter Thiel (maybe?) and Elon Musk hold credit cards labeled "X.com" while Paypal is shown on a monitor behind them.ALT

Pictured above: the only moment Elon Musk has ever been happy, before it turned to all-consuming rage and envy over a single letter

aromancy

Is... is THAT why he called his space company SpaceX???

aromancy

fr tho, I'm convinced at this point that he got divorced just so he could have another X.

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the fucked up thing is that i’ve been in this exact situation and actually felt some measure of beauty in the world. but only when the streets are empty and the area descends into a time of day when it clearly was not meant to functionally exist. there is a wretched beauty in walking around one of these suburban sprawl commerce zones at night or close to dawn, sitting down at a table like this and basking in the sensation that you own the place. maybe this is an inherited derangement from living most of my life in the midwest suburbs, working late night shifts at a grocery store on a corner exactly like this one. maybe it’s just the only time of day in a place like this when you can be truly alone outside

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this weed tastes like the lake I nearly drowned in as a kid

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I've been staring at these tags for a while @persnicketypansy.

persnicketypansy

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@slamjamjordan hi yes sorry I’m just. it is 3 am and your tags have been living rent free in my head for six hours

death kisses with tongue

yes I promise

and when it pulls away it’s taken everything with it

all your unfinished sketches and stories

every idea you had, every promise you made. every plan, every dream

and the feel of your skin and the sound of your laugh

Tomorrow a package will be delivered with your name on it

and your friend will fine your hair on their couch

another will stop by to return a sweater that still smells like you

death reaches down your throat and takes your love away

and it tastes like the puddles on the cement behind the school

like the battery you licked at your grandparents house. like cigarette smoke, like the seatbelt strap, like your fathers cologne, like aspirin

death kisses, yes, with tongue

if that brings you comfort I will swear it

by the shoe you lost when you were ten

that someone found who will not know you are gone

and by the stuffed animal you never named

and by the unused shampoo in the bottle your roommate will not have the heart to throw out

and I will swear it by your handwriting on a list your mother with find in two years

that you left by accident in her car

and she will think of you every time she buys laundry detergent, oranges, hot sauce

the way you think of death every time you see a body of water

the way you ask for a promise

because hey, even if it’s death, at least someone is kissing you

right?