This is you. This is where all your thoughts are kept. Every other part of your body is used to protect and sustain this.
I want to cry
it’s weirdly comforting to know that all of the meaningless bullshit society judges me on is just a meatsuit made to support the terrifying tentacle beast that is my true form
THAT LAST COMMENT. BAM.
This makes me uncomfortable
this makes me laugh because we’re so worried for our appearance, race, gender and shit and we’re actually the closest thing to a mutant spaghetti
Mutant spagetti
this is our final form