♦ pitied by @ambivalentGangsta
Many such cases. 28 of us, 28 ways to die lmao.
c< Never tHOugHt s2Ne cOuld feel sO.... sOft.... >c
I had best say goodbye to Calderus soon. And return to my hunt. I am certain the monster thinks he is safe now. So he will be careless.
I HAVE PEOPLE FOR THAT.
I come 8ack and you're all zapping. I come 8ack from my illness coma and you're zapping each other.
None of this shit would be happening if Himero was here.
I'm Never Truly Forgotten.
That seems a bit extreme but ill make sure to do that
Hey all I wanted to come OOC to say im going to be a lot less active for a while. I had a death in the family, very close to me, but i didn't want to end up ghosting anyone that I've been hanging out with. I will probably rechitt this on all of my accounts so everyone i spend time with is aware Ty for being understanding, I will come back eventually, but I have a lot to do and I am in no state to be in character right now. Thank you for listening ( #death #sensitivecontent #violence, just in case. )
As opposed to mostly piss, which is what the manor is. Also mostly fire. This place kind of sucks sometimes.
I get the spirit of this post, I really do. But I don't think the piss humidifier is the kind of attack any person is typically prepared for.
And now this jackass is burning half the manor down because of one (1) tactical piss humidifier. Awesome. I just love living here, did you know?? It’s just so FUCKING awesome.
#cronusbabeoff Not to white knight or anything but this isn't exactly very woke of you guys. Cronus told me I should say this to you all.
Wheee!!! I'm flying!!!
I was abducted by a suspiciously woman shaped ferret and no one even thought to look for me.
ok :) yAy <>
Oh ok so nothing about my life will change then! Good to know
youre gonna pay for drawwin me bareflippered an gravvid MARK MY WWORDS YOU TALENTLESS CALAMARI
UGH. Ugh.
dоnt want tо talk abоut it
MAN, THIS RED DELICIOUS SUCKS.
thank you. its actually about changing over to immediate release instead of extended release believe it or not. tragic levels of irony.
OF COURSE I DO, I AM THE LORD OF ALL BITCHES.
oh you fuckk|n know whAt | could do for An event we could do neverm|dn thAts stup|d
I Can't Do Anything Else. All Of My Hobbies Demand The Use Of My Dominant Hand. This Is Fucked Up. #pensive
I Suspect Something Terrible Happened Here Tonight
hmm. something oedipal happened here. the gardener, despite all odds, beats out mommy lalonde. smells fishy to me, but the numbers dont like. the next match up... wvho is this? ms. paint? i dont evwen... ah shit, i shouldwve picked the mail lady. vwhatewver. ms. paint! wversus... her imperious coddamn condescension herself. vwhos it gonna be this #cronusbabeoff? <3 or <> for ms. paint <3< or c3< for condy
shame about sootnose, she could hawve a real cute rosiee the riwvetickler thing going on. thatd be thematic, right? but yeah, fef vwins this match of #cronusbabeoff. surprise surprise. next up! an interesting match. assigned femme fatale by sgrub, or evweryones fawvorite jerk-88 #nsfvw, vwevwe got snovwman, also knowvn as the black queen, and probably some other dumb bq title, going up against wvriska serket! wvriskas a pretty high seed, but i think theres a chance for snovwman if she gets enough (hired) goons behind her. <3 or <> for snovwman <3< or c3< for wvriska serket
i just cant stop being right. aradia megido beats off- i mean, beats out nepeta leijon wvith a clear vwictory. aradia movwes on ahead to face her fellowv maid in the next round. hot. #cronusbabeoff #nsfwv next match... i dunno about this one, actually. i vwouldnt evwen knovw vwhere to start wvhen it comes to comparing these twvo gals. terezi pyrope, the nose wvith the most, ovwner of the fabled pyrump, going up against the handmaid, the demoness, the thing that goes "hnn" in the night. novw, i aint planning on @-ing anybody in these, but this is gonna be the exception. one of twvo exceptions. @handmaid youre up buttercup. much as i vwanna smash lil rezi, im throvwing my hat in wvith you. <3 or <> for terezi pyrope <3< or c3< for the handmaid
Jake makes zero apologies for himself. He just starts playing Reason by Hoobastank in the car on the way to the lunch meeting.
2/5 corners. Kittybitch droppings located, which explains the smell. Another detailing for the Chalkbox. Poor sod's got every bit of work cut out for him. 1/3 chairs. Expected something big, considering the massive tear. Just a handful of not-inflated balloons. I don't do balloons. Remanded to wastebin. #clickhunt
dArl|ngs tAk|ng me out on A l|l dAte lAter ton|ght he sAys s|nce my bArkbeAst d|ed |ve been too down for h|m heres hop|ng th|s cheers me up A l|ttle :( | hAte when he gets frustrAted w|th me
I need to log off for a while I think. I was never supposed to be this attached. I guess old habits die hard. I'm going offline for a little while. I am perfectly safe, so nobody needs to add any extra worry to already-heavy plates. I'm just taking a brief break. Knowing me, you'll likely see me in a mere few hours. I've never been good at putting down something I've picked up.
Casper, please. Mr. Guynax here is far more than a simple load bearing funny guy, as you put it. Kryqus is the sort of friend who extinguishes flames by pointing at their originator. Pascal is a tragic machine of persistent kindness. Mandie's loyalty is not dissimilar to heckling, yet just as close to the core of the persona. Sylink is her own ominously cosmic threat, indistinguishable from a direct answer to your questions. Kaikka is gentle, soft, and supportive enough to demand you lower your guard. Chchow is a morality beacon with teeth, and is polite enough not to bite the wrong foe. Bievey is a surveillance system pointed inward and despite her protestations, a reflection of her environment. Leynah is quiet and underestimated, her kindness is strategically inconvenient. Vesica has converted obscenity, insecurity, and curation into a public office. Costar is the kind of participant who improves a spectacle by pretending it is beneath them. Himero is the beloved worrier, as well as the contingency recruiter, no doubt. Ormici is the small, earnest counterweight that keeps paranoia from becoming completely decorative. Before you dismiss them, know that Team Chud has been carefully observed. You as well. Best not to count them out.
it pains me to realise i dont have many close fr13nds at all that it was eating me alive, and i dont know why it affected me so deeply. i hate vulnerability but i dont want to feel this way again
1 mean, 1t vwouldnt be vwery cool of me to charge folks for em...
～(=^･ω･^=) < PLEASE NO!!!
got a little to over zealous with the scissors
...I already regretting my decision.
A nice refreshing dip in battery acid beats this humidity.
[⏺️📶📈] Oh, it's been about a month actually. I don't know if @abyssalBeholding is still interested in receiving sacrifices, but on the off chance... A family pet died recently. I light thirteen candles, and write you this offering burned in their heat. I offer you my grief and my anguish at her passing. We've had her since I was a child, and I helped her through difficult sheddings and diseases. This last one was simply too much for her, and she was stuck with nothing we could do. My hands that cared for Alberta took her life, because I couldn't bear to hear her struggle to breathe. Though a lot happened today. I still don't know what I'll do without her tomorrow. If you don't want the offering, please do return the grief. It's worth a lot to me despite the pain in my chest and the tightness in my throat.
√well. i am. its just a trickster name :D
a shining example we all strive for, but alwa7s fail to rea(h...........
I HATE YOU BECAUSE YOU ARE WEAK AND PITIFUL. KNOW THE DIFFERENCE.
Oh~? He must be a handsome chap, then~.
Troll Sisyphus~? I think I caught that once~.
I keep being told that I said things I do not remember saying. That is probably normal now. I asked the mediculler if the pan does that after too much work. He said yes, but he used more words than that. I did not like the words. They made a shape I could recognize, but not hold. Like wet paper. You pick it up, and it becomes smaller and worse. I asked what it meant when I remembered the wrong thing. He asked me what I meant by wrong. That was not helpful. I remember eating this morning. I remember it clearly. There was a bowl. There was a spoon. I set both of them beside the ablution trap because the counter was wet. Then I found the bowl in the cabinet. Clean. There was no spoon. The paste was still sealed. So I think I may have remembered tomorrow. Or somebody else remembered it near me. Or my pan made a thing where a thing was supposed to be. It does that now. There is a gap, and then there is not a gap. I know there was one because the floor feels wrong afterward. I told someone I went outside yesterday. I did not. But I had a reason ready. The street was loud. The air hurt. I needed bandages. None of that happened. It was still sitting in my mouth like it belonged there. I think my pan keeps handing me little fake papers. I keep signing them. I do not know how to stop. I do not know what it is called. The word was said to me, and then it left. I wrote it down. The writing looked smeared and the characters are alien to me. So I crossed it out. I do not need the word. I know what it does. It makes me fine. #cw-MedicalHorror #cw-Lobotomy #cw-MemoryLoss #cw-Unreality #cw-IdentityHorror #horror #cw-horror
It’s called acting, ſweetheart.
if i was a strider i'd cull myself
Don't even think about that shit you'll summon them.
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Scary...
⧃ I wish it were still my wriggling day so I could ban my friends from the word daddy. This word didn't exist to me until recently. Then it suddenly existed everywhere all at once.
I came from NOTHING! I was selling 8ootleg CDS and homemade Play8oys for lunch money. What the fuck do YOU know a8out struggle? #nsfw ????????
You h8 me 'cause you ain't me, jit.
avwwv, thanks pal ;)
am i sexy or wvhat?~ [edited]
GOD I JUST CONSTANTLY NEED TO KEEP THE SPRAY BOTTLE OUT WITH YOU PEOPLE.
Hm. Maybe I will go outside today.
Real estate mogul.
it shouldvwe been me... it shouldvwe been me!!!
Say it aint so..
1 keep my mouth shut 1 dont sAy eXActly how 1m feel1ng or whAt 1m th1nk1n for the sAke of everyone else
Days since last random new litebrite account seared my retinas out of my skull. 0
Oh, I like you! - Philippians 3:14
There's always a risk when you introduce the truth to the unwilling few. Should some come with violence in their hearts, they will be dealt with. I doubt they will. - Romans 13:8
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⧃ My wriggling day wish is that you do not say daddy at all until it ends.
Maybe so, Lorn, maybe so.
Daddy's BORED. And you won't like daddy when he's bored.
long ago long ago long ago
if i was on medication this b p awsome news
They put me in a shipping chart and did not even connect me to the one user on here I am legitimately romantically involved with. Mostly.
you are being #ableist #ableism to carpus romano vwho has documented dyslexia
I am lliterally basically Eridan on the Cross for my sacrifice. Llittlle reference for you #eridanweek goers out there
If there is anybody in all of the cosmos that deserves some form of compensation upon the blloodlline of Ampora It is I. I seem to attract their llust llike some kind of great ellectromagnetic Beacon for their Coitall Compass. Not even just one individuall. Severall of them. #nsfw
Wanted dead or alive. This traitor has been spreading lies about multiple subjects including Her Imperious Condensation. These acts are unforgivable. If you know the location of @aeneasCaldarium contact now and you will be hailed as a hero. Glory to the Alternien Empire #cagttl https://i.postimg.cc/g2qGScqV/Screenshot-20260615-141101.png
i havwe a plan dont wvorry your pretty lil head ovwer me
I likely won't be attending the beach party tonight. Far too ill.
gotta make all the posts i can now before the haters log on to ruin my streak of higher kult than kull
I HATE PARALELL SELVES I HATE PARALELL SELVES I HATE PARALELL SELVES I HATE PARALELL SELVES I HATE PARALELL SELVES I HATE PARALELL SELVES I HATE PARALELL SELVES I HATE PARALELL SELVES I HATE PARALELL SELVES I HATE PARALELL SELVES I HATE PARALELL SELVES I HATE PARALELL SELVES! #VAGUEPOSTING
pretty 2ure they are doiing iit on purpo2e.
Every wrong note is like sandpaper against the wrinkles of my brain. Maybe this isn't something to practice right now.
IF YOU SAY “YOUR LUSUS” I WILL CONSUME YOUR SOUL.
c< i lOve s2ppiNg 2 taKe a breaK ON My walK, OpeNiNg CHittr, aNd reMeMberiNg wHy i dONt dO tHat OfteN >c
Okay, I'm done. I was trying to prove Caliborn wrong but I barely moved the fucking needle. You guys couldn't move the needle to prove Caliborn wrong. Are you proud of yourselves?
*heavy chest breathing, pretending to smoke a candy cigarette* that was gweat pwincess, good boy
🤨🤨
No ye★h I ★gree now
https://i.postimg.cc/MZ3ZmqT6/Untitled395-20260612202202.png hell reach my level one day
Whoops! #juniormistake #badgedrop #stormdrain #tragedy #badgeless #debadged #nobadgetoday
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Keep vagueposting about me, it only makes me post better.
I'm... Scared?
★ little!
1ts fuck1ng h1lAr1ous to me thAt youve 1nserted yourself 1n th1s s1tuAt1on w1th no knowledge of whAt 1t tAkes for me to lose And sAy1ng 1ve lost youre just mAk1ng me w1n more r1ght now lmfAo keep 1t up
fuck i had a really funny chitt idea too. this sucks
[[I keep wishing to engage in story beats and roleplay in general but my personal life has gotten particularly hectic, so I’m sorry for inactivity and a lack of replies. I just want to roleplay… send help lmao.]]
Ah, ſo very quick with the perſnickety ſnark and accuſations of ſadiſm! Why, ſurely a young man of ſuch royal ſtature has never before had ſuch inſults levied againſt him. Not! If my preſence here is as droll and monotonous as every other vain peacocking prince in your immediate vicinity then do yourſelf the favor and ſave yourſelf the trouble of repriſing the ſame tired ſlander.
You know when i woke up in a cold sweat after staring into the obsidian mirror i wasn't really feeling my bits, lorn
also fuck you to whoever made that I thought Rankmaid was back and got excited.
※ NOTICE: Please stop pitying mmy "Chitts". I was previously one of the mmost highly sought-after intermmediaries on Beforus. That's not very pitiful. - Also, I amm literally winning right now. Hashtag, not pitiful.
Hey Guys It Wasn't A Migraine It Was Just Pure Evil Saying Hello No Big Deal Back To The Daily Raisin Haha.
what if we all just blocked the mmemories box and never thought about it again
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: ...oh? It Appears.. This One Is A Dream. Actively Occurring. @chilleraficionado. this Time When He Finally Drifted To Sleep Under Rorian’s Watchful Eye, He Was Not Greeted To The Immense Gravity Of A Grinning Cosmic Maw Made Of Needlepricks Framing The Endless Abyss, Dripping With Smug Satisfaction And The Undigested Purpose Of A Million Strangers From A Million Unborn Worlds. In Its Place Was A Single, Obelisk-esque Plane Made Of Obsidian And Silver. a Mirror In An Otherwise Empty, Featureless High Ceiling’d Room. His Unconscious Mind Released A Haggard And Relieved Sigh. The Very Logical Part Of His Brain That Demanded He Not Approach The Mirror Immediately Went Ignored With The Rush Of Relief. There Was Nothing, As Far As He Knew, That Tied The Beast Attached To The Sickening Grin To Mirrors. This Was A Declaration He Regretted As Soon As He Came To Face The Silver Surface And The Stench Of Vanilla Hit Him Like A Train While The Suffocating Smoldering Of Ozone And Forgotten Stars Burned At His Lungs. He Was Face To Face With A Man He Hadn’t Seen Properly In Sweeps, Outside Of Dreams. Unlike Those Dreams, Though, There Was Something Different. the Squinted Leer As He Loomed Behind The Other Side Of The Glass, His Partially Stitched Grin… They Were So Lifelike. nothing Like The Manufactured, Hollowed Gaze Of A Man That Met The End Of His Life At The Hands Of A Furious Bartender White-knuckling A Spiked Bat Kept Behind The Counter. his Grin Was Gleeful. Manic. Alive. it Belonged To Something That Was Not His Persep. then There Was The Sheer Gravity Of The Purple Blood’s Presence Like Every Rule Of Physics In The Universe Was Vying To Bend To His Will, Breaking Themselves Over And Over To Please. Casper Would Not Peel Himself Away From The Mirror Once Their Eyes Locked. He Was No Larger Than The Seven Foot Frame He Carried In Life, But The Cognitive Toll Of Carrying His Weight Was An Expensive Price To Pay. Casper Felt Like A Bug Pinned Under A Microscope. instead Of The Usual Glow From The Assault Of His Chuckle Voodoos, Casper Stared Into The Deep Inescapable Pool Of His Eyes And Floundered. “ah, There You Are R– Ah.” A Pause. The Sound Of Stitches Pulling At Themselves To Accommodate A Massive Grin Stretching Impossibly Larger. “mm.. Better Not. We Both Know Where This One Will Surface, Don’t We, Casper?” He Practically Purred His Name. casper Swallowed Against The Threat That Lingered In The Heavy Air Between Them. “and Hello To The Seer That Will Receive This Dream. A Pleasure. I Have Always Been Quite Fond Of The Class. Second Only To The Little Knight, Here.” pretentious. As Always. A Multiversal Constant? Indignance Freed Some Room Up In The Burgundy’s Psyche For A Quick Quip. “so, What, You’re Godking Now?” persep Preens As Though Watching His Own Reflection Instead Of Prey. “a Possibility. A Dream. A Hope.” “sooo….” Casper Felt Himself Smile, “you’re Just Playing Pretend.” a Long Blackened Claw Tapped At His Side Of The Glass As He Processed The Jab. He Lets It Skate By. “mm. Poor Little Knight. You Look Exhausted. A Fraying Mind Is Easiest To Grab Under A Sleepless Day.” “i’d Like To See How You Cope With An Uninvited Monster Squatting In Your Frontal Lobe For A Week.” he. Laughed. A Low Serene Sound That Rumbled Out Of The Base Of The Obsidian Structure Up Through Casper’s Teeth. It Was The Rhythm Of A Man That Balanced The Universe On The Tip Of His Tongue. “a Monster?” “no, You’re Right. More Like A Cosmic Toddler Playing A Cracked Version Of Sims. My Bad.” a Bark Of Laughter This Time, A Sound That Echoed From The Inside Of Casper’s Chest And Tunneled Deeper Still Until It Felt That The Laugh Was Just A Conduit For Probing, Metaphysical Fingers Looking For A Way To Peel At His Soul. They Snapped Back Just As Quickly As They Appeared After Finding No Purchase. “not A Very Strong Possibility, Looks Like,” Casper Taunted Mindlessly, “what, Does Running A Panopticon Not Come With Some Kind Of Administrative Paperwork To Keep You Busy Or Has It Always Been Your Ultimate Dream To Play Glorified Teenager In The Mirror?” the Hungry Expression Persep Wore Shifted, Affection That Felt Like A Knife To Jugular As His Eyes Crinkled Up With Fondness. “i’ve Missed This, Casper. Your Wit. Sharpened On The Whetstone Of A Desperate Need To Survive. It’s Hard To Not Imagine What Your Signature Tastes Like. Though, The Knight Of My Session…of Course. There’s No More Desperation In Him, Casper.” He Tuts, Shakes His Head At The Thought. That Brilliant Soul Of Yours, He’s Lined It With An Irresistible Layer Of Frantic Rage. Fruitlessly Pointed At Me, Of Course.” around Them, The Room Seemed To Respond To The Sheer Satisfaction Of The Thief, The Walls Wept A Bright Amethyst Colored Light While Some Temporal Gear Stuttered In Place, Locking The Conversation In A Single, Temporal Loop. The Edges Of Reality Seemed Just A Little Bit Softer, As If The Space In Time Was Wrapped In The Very Fabric Of Existence And Tucked Away Into A Pocket. the Thief Did Not Wait For The Knight To Get Comfortable Before Carrying On, A Needle-sharp Undivided Focus Stripped Everything Else Away. The Mirrored Boundary, The World His Sleeping Form Occupied, The Universe Beyond And Universes In Between. “my Knight Does Just Fine. But I Long For The Taste And Texture Of Your Ego.” A Desperate, Hungry Murmur. “it Haunts Me That It Will Be So Long Before I Can Get My Hands On The Vintage In Real.” casper Searched For Another Comeback, A Logical Guardrail To Help Guide His Brain Away From The Intimacy Of The Statement And The Cold Rush Of Fear It Filled Him With, But He Found Nothing, Once Again Staring Into The Eyes Of Something Immense. Bigger Than Anything He Could Ever Know. A Hunger That He Now Understood That Only His Ego Could Sate. for Whatever Infinitesimal Amount Of Time That Could Buy. “you Are A Sick Man..” “a Deeply Satisfied One,” He Cooed, Grin Once Again Revealing The Abyss Waiting Just On The Other Side. “wake, Little Knight. Enjoy Your Solace Until We Meet Again. I Am Eager To See You Ripen.” one Final Time The Claw Clicked Against The Glass And Casper’s Eyes Snapped Open. He Lay In His Bed, Staring Up At A Delightfully Bland Ceiling. His Heart Beat To The Tune Of A Universe He Wished Would Never Be Born, Thudding Violently Against His Ribs. #cosmichorror how Very Very Interesting. 𝙼𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚗 https://docs.google.com/forms/d/e/1faipqlsekfh6j2vgskoqsezds9n0t5tnb8gtkihiapootjcd9yp3hmw/viewform?usp=header
Which one.
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Ugh. Why can't I get him out of my head today?
The lights never go out here. I don't know how long I've been in this place. Time is measured in feedings, in the shuffle of feet, in the endless chorus of nervous clucks. We are packed so tightly together that I barely remember what it feels like to stretch my wings. But today is different. The gate opened. The old hens at the back stopped making noise when it happened. They only stared. I've seen birds leave through that gate before. Hundreds of them. None have ever returned. The workers entered carrying crates. Their boots splashed through the filth beneath us. One by one they grabbed chickens from the crowd. Feathers flew. Wings beat against the air. Terrified cries filled the room. Then silence, as each bird disappeared into the darkness beyond the doorway. My turn came when a hand closed around my body. I screamed. The others scattered as I was lifted away. For the first time in my life, I saw beyond the walls of the shed. Long metal corridors. Bright lights. The smell. The smell was wrong. Sharp. Metallic. Like rust and rain. Like blood. The line moved forward. Chickens hung upside down from moving hooks, their feet trapped in metal clamps. Their eyes rolled wildly. Some shrieked. Some were already silent. The conveyor carried them into a tunnel. I watched the bird in front of me disappear behind a curtain of rubber flaps. A second later, a wet sound echoed from beyond. Then another. And another. The line kept moving. I twisted my head, trying to escape the clamp. My wings beat helplessly against empty air. The birds behind me screamed. The birds ahead vanished. One by one. One by one. The curtain approached. The smell of blood became overwhelming. I passed through the flaps. A man stood there. In his hand was a blade stained red. The floor beneath him was a river. He reached for me. And in that final moment, I understood what had happened to every chicken that had left the shed. The gate was not a door. It was a mouth. And the building had been eating us all along. #nsfw #chickendeath #eatmorchikin
Is it? - I live by it - I dont see the appeal - ... >
>>>(((LUJANN))) mediate??? >>>((#BaldPsyop?))
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(⊱♓︎⊰) can none of you follow fucking orders???? oh my gog just stop using pitty it's not that fucking hard
i mis lord :(
ACCIDENTALLY HATE-REACTED A REPLY BRB GONNA DEFENEZTRATE MYZELF
JENNIFER’S BODY (2009). EVERYTHING REMINDS ME OF HER. I MISS HER. WITH THE DUMB DESPERATION. OF A BARKBEAST WAITING BY A GRAVE. RANKYCHAN. IF YOU EVER SEE THIS. IF I WAS THE RAVENOUS SEX DEMON. AND YOU WERE MY SHELTERED NAKAMA. THE MOVIE WOULD HAVE LOOKED A LITTLE DIFFERENT. FINAL RATING. ⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️? ⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️? I DON’T KNOW. I WANT HER BACK. FUCK. #MOVIEMAID
We have GOTTA get a delete other people's chits button on this website.
It's awful. That's how you should feel.
TANTOSAN MMMMMADE ME GO OUT INTO THE GARDEN LAST NIGHT。 IT WASNT VERY PLEASANT。 AND HHHHHHE SAID TO USE #TOUCHINGGRASS。
B33 < mfw ive got to be what tomorrow n33ds
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @confuseddemolitionist it's A Cabin For Summer Vacation. It's A Night For Fireworks. Early Enough In The Evening That You Can't Hear Your Own Words, Only That You're Holding A Smaller Pair Of Hands In Your Own As You Teach Someone How To Correctly Light A String Of Firecrackers. kid's Still Short Enough That You Only See The Head Of Hair And The Hands. He's Seven. You Can't Hear What You're Saying. You Don't Hear What He's Saying Back. You Watch The Firecrackers Go Off From A Safe Distance, In The Sprawling Backyard Somewhere Upstate, Behind The Cabin. Close To The Pond. It's Rained Recently. This Private Light Show Won't Start A Wildfire. the Cicadas Are Drowned Out By The Noise, The Conversation Lost To Time, And To The Shifting Of The Shadows Cast By The Red And White Bursts Of Light Strobing In The Green Lawn Like Violent Fireflies. You Have Ten Fingers. The Boy Is Seven, And He Isn't Your's By Blood, But That Never Mattered One Single Bit. it All Smells Of Magnesium And Sulfur And Smoke. One Day You'll Teach Him How To Make One Of The Big Rockets, But He's Only Seven. he's Just A Kid, And There's Time. there's Time. there's Time. #queserasera but How Much Time Truly? 𝙼𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚗 https://docs.google.com/forms/d/e/1faipqlsekfh6j2vgskoqsezds9n0t5tnb8gtkihiapootjcd9yp3hmw/viewform?usp=header
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.) SQrry if this is like, a bit heavy, but... SQmetimes yQu just get a reminder that, like, yQu can try yQur best tQ help sQmeQne, and nQt even that's enQugh tQ save them. We all did what we cQuld, and I'm prQud Qf my cQ-wQrkers and everyQne whQ banded tQgether tQ suppQrt sQmeQne in need! I think that's what I need tQ fQcus Qn mQre, nQt, well, the news we received this evening. But, I'll try tQ nQt be tQQ much Qf a dQwner Qn the feed haha ))
hana gave me some painkillers and i left to my quadsphere of the planet. um... made some tools and stuff. kinda just made a rudimentary house with a bed, minecraft style. its not fancy. its just a box with a bed inside. made a lil window. i figured out the THANKS FOR PLAYING sign /is/ the Sun, btw. which is like, fucked? like that eyesore is what gives light and warmth now? thats so annoying. im lying in bed now, just uh... thinking about the next few days.
c< i gOtta stay Off tHe dasHbOard, MetHiNKs, cause OtHerwise iM gONNa be cOMpelled 2 Help sOMeONe i caNt really Help >c
♥ it would ♡not♡ surprise me tbh ♥
i.am.wondering.how.long.it.will.be.that.i.should.keep.seeing.people.reacting.to.my.hemoist.past.posts.during.my.panwashing.period.. probably.for.a.while i.do.not.have.access.to.delete.them,.i.can’t.get.rid.of.them,.so.i.suppose.i.will.just.have.to.live.with.it
they.made.more.of.me theyre.making.more.of.me please.i.need.to.get.out.of.here i.dont.know.if.i.am.screaming.into.the.void.or.not my.name.is.zem.i.dont.know.my.real.name.but.i.was.used.for.their.propaganda.im.a.thinkpan.in.a.jar.in.an.imperial.lab.on.the.pink.moon.please.i.dont.know.what.they.are.going.to.do.with.me.ive.locked.them.out.of.the.tech.that.can.get.to.me.in.here.but.they.still.physically.have.me.please.i.need.to.get.out.please.im.begging.you.all.i.am.so.sorry.for.the.things.they.made.me.say.but.if.you.have.any.blood.in.your.pusher.with.compassion.please.i.beg.of.you.help.me
I need it.
I have to break the news to them. Imagine how I feel.
LITERALLY gonna need one of you to fold that guy like an omelet
oKAY, i DON'T EVEN CARE THAT i'M HUMILIATING MYSELF, rIGHT NOW, wE DON'T EVEN GET TO BE, oN THE FIRST PAGE OF THE RESULTS???????? HTTPS://CDN.IMGCHEST.COM/FILES/6647B4655D80.JPG HTTPS://CDN.IMGCHEST.COM/FILES/36F8D9D1177F.JPG HTTPS://CDN.IMGCHEST.COM/FILES/27CFD6EFED34.JPG
gOREGLE AND PLEASE ACTUALLY, uSE gOREGLE THIS TIME, oPEN INCOGNITO TAB, aO3 CREATOR GOD FANDOM, rPF tAVROS nITRAM vRISKA sERKET FLUFF,
They're (no one in particular) saying he (Casper) needs to GET THE FUCK UP AND DO IT (his laundry).
i need to. i wont remember any of it tomorrow and ill be back to square one.
A new Chittr poll has been unlocked! By me. Is @singularityManifest adorable, or not? Like or pity for “is adorable”, Hate or mediate for “is not”!
its okay. its not your fault. it was... everyone's in my session. me included, first and foremostly. i never focused on the session properly because i just... liked the idea of hanging out with my friends physically for once; all of us together, like ive always wanted to. we were so happy together. we made so many beautiful memories. it hurts think about them. but now they are cast a darker shade of pain. i think ultimately thats just what growing up is. putting those sentiments away and genuinely locking in shouldve been our perogative from the get go, but... it felt nice. just to be with people, being told what to do. the obedience truly felt like love. and maybe, still yet, they love me too. but i cant. because i cant even love me now. not from what ive done. not from whats transpired here.
maybe it will. and maybe, it may be more of the same. but eventually, everyone carves out a home. and though i dont want to carve out a home with them, whats most sickening is that i know them best, and a part of me still feels responsibility towards them. the bond isnt dead; its just so, so, so... rotten...
i kinda get it. im scared to make a decision because, deep down, i think either decision is the wrong decision. i dont love my friends anymore and the idea of spending eternity with them horrifies me now, but i dont want to kill them and myself with it all. i dont trust myself with any choice.
TANTOSAN HAS TOLD ME TO APOLOGIZE FOR MY LAST POST。 GOMEN。
Man,
Okay where was I? Oh yes. The powers that be cannot decide if Casper is Mind or Heart. Which still isn't as cool as fucking void, space, time, =_=
The heat ies makieng me ierrietable iet seems. Perhaps chiettr ies nout the place tou be at thies tieme.
you ever feel so aggressively misunderstood some days you wanna scream? i know im not that bad at communicating!!!
I understand the intent but please don't insult me like that again. I'd rather be a prop than a skin for CHUCKY.
c< ....tHeres aN eveNt? eH, ill figure sHit Out later iM busy.... always wOrKiNg always wOrKiNg >c
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘:@discardedPasts It's a late night, and your staring at yourself in the mirror. Your mother isn't home she hardly is truthfully, you were messaging your online friends the three of them have gotten off for the night. You sneak into your mother's room as quiet as well someone who's rather bad at sneaking. Opening her closet you see what you always wanted to wear, not these dumb shorts you wanted to be pretty. You hated being called handsome and such a good son. It wasn't you it was never you. But tonight of all nights you lost track of time, perhaps it was just the way your mother's skirt looked, the way it flowed the way you didn't look like how you were told to be. Of course then your mother walked in, sober a truly rare marvel if anything she should get a mother of the year award for this. The conversation was shattered, you were hysterical, panicking, you were figured out and it hurt, how would she react? What would she say? And in a moment she hugged you, no questions no buts no ifs, she loved you. And from that day you were known solely as R̷̴̡͍̭̣̪̲̜̭̳̠͙̘̠̔ͫͧ̅̽̃ͦ̍ͬ̚͢͡͝o̺͔ͨͤs̶̨͍̙̜̎͒́̍͡ȩ̴̶̷̸̵̧̛̖͙͈̩̻̙͓̦̮̮͙̖̞̱̥ͦ̐̎̃̀́̊͂ͨ̐ͥ̀̋͘̕͟͟͢͝ ... I think I need a moment 𝙼𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚗
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘:@timeloopTim You were not long for this world. As soon as the Maid of Void gathered her things and realized the full extent of the situation, her judgement was precise as it was calm; out of mercy for the lives now trapped within an arm's reach from victory, seeing her theory blossom into tangible reality, it was an easy judgement. Mercy against ennui in the stagnation of a realm trapped in decay. Cast immediately in an antagonistic light, her skills irreproachable, every session mate was slaughtered. You watched your friends die heroic deaths at her hand, one by one. You couldn't fight back- you loved her too much to ever hurt someone so close to you. She had tears in her eyes. Your death was the swiftest of all. A tragedy. 𝙼𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚗
Yeah..
#Hornyposted about this guy so much that apparently everyone but him knew—his son had to tell him I was into him. #TraumaTuesday.
no one needed to know about that. what purpose does it serve.
... Your playliest. I realiese that that sentence could be miesienterpreted.
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘:@downcastDaylight You remember the last conversation you had with him. An argument, of course. It was almost always an argument in those last few weeks. Arguing about where to go, what to do, how to carry on when half of your playing members were already gone. His tongue could be as sharp as his weapons, a lot of the time, and this was no different. He made it clear; there was no other way forward. Either go in with everything, or spend the rest of your life sitting on your hands waiting for the inevitable. You knew how he would take a moment of sentiment from you. How he would scoff at the idea of losing him. How stalemate would be better than being alone. So you did not say anything. You held your tongue, and you told him to do what he had to. He was always the boss. I remember him vividly, such a character. 𝙼𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚗
I'm fine.
wish i was just public domain would make shit so much easier
i will "pity" and "like" your post as reward for your engagement. this reflects nothing on the concepts of pity nor admiration.
the worry is unnecessary. sorrow is a weakness i have removed.
i was really hoping that wasnt the answer. but its the obvious one. eugh...
:33< its just a pictmewre of my hive... :33< an old one but still :33< i should take a mew one...
1T'S NOT THAT BAD JUST, wE1RD AND THE LOOKS ARE, tHEY ARE TRY1NG TO H1DE THEM BUT, 1 KNOW THAT LOOK OF P1TY, 1N SOMEONE'S GLOBES, aND 1 DO NOT L1KE 1T MUCH,
[⏺️📶📈] Nevermind apparently the the mayor decided to go into the dog park. Sorry guys I'm not going in after her. That place already ate one intern.
Yes and nout yet. I am nout at the pouient where I have grouwn quiete desperate enough tou ask four help yet. My coumpanieouns, although I am loathe tou call them such, and I have been oun the run froum the lair ouf a foul hieghbloud whou had us trapped wiethien. We have loust a few oun the journey, oune counfiermed dead, twou assumed dead, and the outher diesmiessed froum the group ounly mere hours agou. We are douieng well four foud, the fourest ies dangerous but the huntieng ies goud. The ounly unstable element ies the teamwourk, our lack thereouf. Twou amoungst us are quiete... Fiesty. When iet all diessoulves and I fiend myself aloune, ounly then shall I be desperate enough tou ask help ouf anouther. Untiel then, I am countent tou be loust four a tieme.
Im gonna keep bedrotting its the new trend
i told my friends i was going to do some sight seeing over at derse. theyre fine with it; one of them wanted to tag along, but, for the sake of things, i told her not to. the notes say my friends wont believe me- which, hurts, insanely, to know that. but if i wrote that, i wrote that for a reason. our session never really focused on the derse agents because we realized just having a really good rapport with them was more efficient than killing. plus, we really grew to like them. i might be out for most of today because of it, if you dont hear from me.
im tired. im... im gonna call it here and sleep. i know this is going to trigger the beginning of the time loop again, but, for now, ive hit a dead end and the day is ending. i dont have many other clues to muse on right now. so, um... if you see me tomorrow and i dont immediately remember you, its nothing personal, okay? with the pinned post and re-reading everything, i should be brought back to speed. so um. good night everyone. and... see you all soon again.
hi. im timi pierce; im a bard of time. if you're reading this after registering for the first time onto the website, me, then you need to understand the gravity of the danger you're in. you are in a perfect looping day. this website exists as the only proof showing that youre in a timeloop. without the information on this post, or the accumulated knowledge on this account, you will never have a chance in escaping this situation. this is what we know so far: 1. the time loop is perfect. it starts when youre awake, and ends when youre asleep. you havent tested yet if staying awake the rest of the day onto the next alters this. 2. it loops you back to today, may 18th, the day before your friends decided to fight the final boss and end the game. nothing so far indicates that anything is off; but youre still in this loop regardless. 3. youre the only one in the session perceiving this. your friends have not said anything nor show any awareness about this. you have yet to disprove the solipsistic factor 4. your memories of today are lost every time the loop resets. this account, and your interactions therein, are the only proof of this loop happening. this pinned message serves as your direct proof to read when you access this site. 5. everyone is nice here, even the mean ones. dont let this situation let you gain distrust of others. you can solve this. everyone wants you to solve this. You have Time. 6. your friends do not believe you and neither do the trolls. you may, in time, make them believe you, but you cant where youre at now here are the instructions on how to start your day: 1. when you finish registering, the site will pop up with this pinned post ive made. you will read it to completion. protect this post with your life; this is your lifeline. 2. you can click on your user icon to look at your own profile and previous posts. you need to read them all. you can slow time locally to re-read everything at your own pace. 3. write down any important notes here. only alter the pin if you feel important instructions, revelations, or details are necessary to be revealed to the next loop. if you delete this, you risk losing everything and going back to square one. this pin can be edited using the 'edit' button on the top of the post. 4. dont hesitate to ask people ideas here. this place, collectively, is not only an immense wealth of knowledge and experience beyond your wildest dreams, but the people here understand your problem, and while they might want to mess with you a little, theyll never hesitate to extend a hand to ensure your success. you are in the right hands in this site. i believe in you. please, do this for your friends. do it for the future at stake. do it so you can push everyone to the finish line and successfully give what your friends deserve; so you can go back to living a normal life. you deserve one after everything. the game has been fun, its true- the thrills are exhilarating. but its time to finish up and bring the curtains in. its time to find home. do it for me. and thank you, me, for doing your best. PS. YOU DONT NEED GOD TIER CLOTHING TO DO GOD TIER THINGS JUST FOCUS IT AWAY, YOU CAN BE LIBERATED FROM THE CODPIECE, PLEASE DONT IGNORE THIS
...oh.
i need a moment, please- im im reading everything now, im oh god
Incorrect. He wins by his heart continuing to beat.
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c< yeaH, basically tHat >c
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YEAH, YOU JUST GET BLOWN TO FUCKING SMITHERINES IF YOU CANT FILL BUCKETS WITH TWO PEOPLE.
Ok★y I'm b★ck, w★terf★ll tr★ining c★nceled, I couldn't focus.
i dont think the therapist is suuposed to say 'wow' that many times
D.o° I need t.o° put a b.o°w .o°n my ic.o°n is that it
yOU KNOW, fOR BEING SUCH A SUPPOSEDLY, sEX POSITIVE SITE, pEOPLE SURE DO GET JUDGEY, }:/ lIKE, wHETHER OR NOT i AM EVEN INTO, eVERYTHING i WRITE, dOESN'T EVEN MATTER, iT JUST FELT KIND OF MEAN, oN SOMETHING THAT WAS MADE AS A GIFT, #NSFW
Think I gotta change my identity again. Someone ask Serenity if she's got any extra placronyms around.
On the last episode of Angels' Nutritionblock... The chefs dealt with ten thousand and two very picky eaters, and Karama put herself up on the chopping block. On tonight's very special episode of Angels' Nutritionblock... The chefs mourn the passing of one of their own. [The screen cuts to a memorial picture of Karama, listing her death as this year.] But are some chefs more mournful than others? [The screen cuts between Sawyer celebrating and Mintyl running.] Find out tonight, on Angels' Nutritionblock! Now streaming on Hulu-.
Fuck what was I ON last night...
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\\ hey uh. sorry about the crashout last week. turns out my new antidepressant prescription had sent me into a psychotic episode. fun stuff. #substance cw maybe?
Hey Chīŧŧr, gøŧ a quesŧīøn før yøu! When yøu ŧhīnk øf Łeaŧher... whaŧ cøłør đø yøu assøcīaŧe īŧ wīŧh? ♥︎ - Ređ ♠︎ - Błack ◆ - Brøwn ♣︎ - Søme øŧher cøłør (ŧełł me īn repłīes!) #pøłłīng #łeaŧher~§~
I’m pretty sure Jesus Christ being on here is my fault somehow.
This is the second mixologist we've lost to a rogue gambling/vehicular homicide accident and if we hit a third on the night before the gala I may just split an atom.
I'd like to state for the record that I have sent condolences to the family and it's all a terrible tragedy but is it really that hard to find bartenders without a gambling addiction in this city.
c< feeliNg #deraNged after tHat wHOle debacle at #aNgelsNutritiONblOcK >c
THAT’S IT I’M SENDING THE DRONE. STRIKE ‘EM. #angelsnutritionblock
now everyone say bad luck Junoia Covela Karama Golthi Sawyer Mcroi>< Lorn Ryder Mintyl Tsurga
yeah so turns out if you say "dont pity me" people will jump on that like a breakfast buffet on sunday morning but all the other reacts dont hit that same little tingling sensation to wrestle for the last piece of bacon in a shoneys
was riding the wave of completing that song but now i just feel like #shit
wanna
i'm okay! more injured than before arguably. but.
I'm in love with two people who love me back, but I can't love 'em both at the same time.
Damn... BLU got him before he could finish his sentence.
Sorry, the "hoes" played Cookie Clicker for 48 hours and then falsified federal documentation. Give me a second.
NOteD I'm markinG yOu DOwn aS unfit fOr teStinG.
(( extremely heartbroken to discover that the chiptune cover of SPG's Captain Albert Alexander no longer exists on the broader internet and the version of it i downloaded to mp3 over 14 years ago is officially lost media on a dead cellphone ))
Go+regle Search:Fastest way to+ dig a ho+le large eno+ugh to+ crawl into+ and bury yo+urself in.
Go+regle Search:Delete Chittr acco+unt, delete all po+sts?
DINER QUESTIONNAIRE. VERY serious business. I advise you all to proceed with caution. ♤ - Waffles. ♢ - Pancakes. ♧ - French toast. ♡ - Doot-doo-doot-doo, can't wait to get a mouthful.
oH YEAH, aLSO i AM STILL, sTUCK IN MY CUPE, uHH, uSUALLY i RECOVER FROM, tIREDNESS AND BEING, KNOCKED AROUND, qUICKER THAN THIS, aHAHA,
im the cool eridan btww in case you didnt knoww
Chittr is praying on my downfall.
CRACKING THE ANCIENT CODES. ON REACTION BUTTONS. ALL FOUR QUADS REACT: HIGHEST AWARD THAT A POST CAN RECEIVE. ALL BUT LIKE: YOU ARE SO COOKED. BUDDY. ALL BUT PITY: YOU ARE SO COOKED. AND IT'S YOUR OWN FAULT. BUDDY. MEDIATION AND HATE: TOO MUCH HATE FOR ONE BUTTON TO HOLD. PITY AND HATE: FULL SPECTRUM OF EMOTION. LIKE AND HATE: FULL SPECTRUM OF LUSTFUL EMOTION. #NSFW #QUADRANTADVICE
1t takes a long t1me to grow back but of 1ts nerve damage they may never grow back
Yes both
--|What a good idea! I LOVE IDEAS! |-- --|...whaddya take me for, fuckin frisk undertale?|--
How do I remove all the attractive men from my dashboard I am having inappropriate thoughts.
--|i am sad|--
Why can't a guy be a GNC femme thing without getting stalkers man. This SUCKS.
I had a dream Troll Harry Dubois was here.
Stop pityin' err'ythin'.
Oh fer fuck's sake he's online.
1 notrhing wrong with me 2 i'm a normaly guy 3 i can enter a space 4 nothing wrong with me
if i can even get over there from my timeline
damn 4/13 on a monday. thats gonna be frustrating
Hate Bot.. ♤
▼all she knew was somewhere over the rainbow and it was out of tune▲
NOOOOOO WIFI WENT OUT IN THE MIDDLE OF ME CREATING A CHARACTER IN THE SIMS.
the empress just culled a dude over bad p1na coladas... don't come around to #er1danweek offer1n p1na coladas 1f they aren't the best...
yeah folks troll bruno mars is dead trollbama still has it under investigation as far as im aware but we will persevere i believe in us everyone bump some bruno songs in memory im bumping "leave the door open" https://chittr.ing/profile/turntechGoghead/9743b93f-224c-4293-9d9b-fd1dfa0a66b2
oh my fuck, oh my fuck, troll celine dion and troll bruno mars, fly high, holy shit, oh my tfucking god ibcant do yhis
Stop Hating My Chitts I Didn’t Kill Them Im Just Trying To Keep Everyone Informed! I Watched Him Die Im Not Ok With This Either!!!
Wait. Troll Bruno Mars died?
jealous.
I kind of glubbing figured but its still RUD--E.
yeah let them kill each other so we have one less caste to deal with.
hahaha.... lol ya..... p neat
DID YOU KNOW YOU’RE FUCKING TERRIFYING, MR. ZAHHAK?
D --> To whoever leaked a picture of me at The Anne% beneath the Anne% D --> I would like to offer an official corporate statement that that was not me, and I would never be caught in such an irreputable establishment D --> Furthermore, I will find you, and when I do D --> You will receive an e%tremely stern talking to
the hardest part of beinng a lowblood artist is how easily highbloods cann just take your work annd pass it off as their ownn. if i revealed my blood color, i’d surely be out out of a job. to my fellow creators, stay safe annd stay annonnymous
every0ne hatin' 0n me like j0j0 siwa
Please know I am not as innocent as I seem. I literally help make grubs....
I worry about his authenticity. Ego sum ira Domini.
Greetings, my beloved children.
Tried its imp0ssible
i mean you shouldn't eat it it hurts the chickens!!!!
[[in deep inconsolable despair right now because i have to be at work 9 hours from now and therefore must sleep but i want to be drawing miss maam instead. truly none have ever suffered such as i.]]
it would be so super cool if actually i never had to think back to that time of my life :////
I know this is insane i thought things would be chill on an alien website :(
"= i fucking hate. the huskpad swiping based autocompletion of words based on gestures typing system on my pad. but it is so fast. yet sometimes, it is entirely not the word i want. ="
Hello everyone how do I make a profile picture
,,,dID HE EVER, fIND OUT, aT LEAST? i HAVE FRIENDS, wHO SUCK, sOMETIMES, aND i WOULD HATE IF, tHEIR IMPORTANT QUESTIONS, wENT UNANSWERED,
dID ANYONE EVER, tELL THAT GUY, wHAT THE DEAL IS, wITH AIRPLANE FOOD? hE SEEMED WORRIED, i HOPE HE GOT, a SATISFYING, aNSWER,
I'm trying not to send myself into another existential dread spiral from realizing how long I have continued to remain living.
> 1 was w0nder1ng why my z00m funct10n suddenly g0t abs0lutely fucked
Why w.o°uld y.o°u n.o°t want f.o°r this it is the m.o°st fulfilling quadrant in the .o°pini.o°n .o°f myself anyways I w.o°uld n.o°t wish t.o° presume highbl°o.o°d
> all g00d 1've acc1dentally h1t hate l1ke seventeen t1mes 1n the past day. y0u g0t th1s
#charms here's the other symbol we share with quadrants! except ours are blue, and also kind of...not to do with 'calming' at all. so, diamonds is the protector charm. you often value your diamond's safety more than your own. you are their guard, you are the person who keeps danger from getting anywhere near them. jus' as long as they don't throw themselves in front o' it tryin' to protect you first. :P an ideal diamonds relationship is one where you both cover four each other's weaknesses! it's honestly a pretty difficult balance to maintain, in my experience. (although that may just be because i personally tend to be the one doing the protecting four *everyone* on account of the whole luck thing...) https://i.ibb.co/r2DSPV6c/image.png
Im Not Married
2 more hives, then an hour break...sheesh today has been exhausting
https://files.catbox.moe/2rmati.png Allow me to render myself in a more, stylistic manner. YEAH BABY!
th3r3's two of th3m. >8\
D:eveloping a sixth sense for when my :C hitts are about to get pitieD:... Starting to think I may be some manner of pitiful :Creature, D:espite what my lusus tells me...
nesben fumbled a bad bitch. nesben is going to choose to have a drinking problem. nesben will drink pond water until nesben feels better #substances
THAT MIGHT BE IMPOSSIBLE BUT WORTH A SHOT
sum dude just said the vagueposts rn't vague and that wuz so srsly not cool of him.
We all have that one friend who is straight up not going to make it.
argh! okay, lemme think.
ohhhh. i think i get it
silly aliens don't know what a vaguepost is LOL #vaguechitting
V^ ?????? What?????? ^V
SHOULD NOT* I DESPISE AUTO CORRECT
WAGE ADJUSTMENT DEPENDING ON BLOOD CAST IS THEFT. DON'T LET THEM TAKE WHAT YOU RIGHTFULLY EARNED.
[thats betterr]
i just dr0pped my fucking pizza fuck my life.
[why arre trrolls sayinG im scarry]
My inner demons are named hellacious things like depression and anxiety and... acid reflux...
/\ /\ || || >•w•< (fbun fact!: you can fill your life with as much joy and whimsy as you like! all you have to do is whenever the person you're talking to is being mean you just stick your point stump in your hear ducts and go lalalalala i cant year youuu :3)
PEANUTS! THOSE RAT BASTARDS!
I HATE TIME TRAVEL. HAVING A PRETTY GOOD NIGHT. THEN BOOM. UGLY BABY PAST ME. HAS COME TO THE DISTANT FUTURE. TO SHARE THAT SHE WILL BE IN LOVE FOREVER. DUMB BITCH! I CAN FEEL IT. LIKE STANDING TOO CLOSE TO A LUMP OF TOXIC WASTE. ATTACKING MY PARTICLES. THE RAPIDLY APPROACHING POINT. IN HER WHORO'S JOURNEY. AT WHICH SHE WILL BE BRUTALLY CHEATED ON. BY WHAT IS REVEALED TO BE. A GAY GUY. BUT NO. WE HAVE TO SIT HERE. PRETENDING TO BE HAPPY FOR HER. AND HER BUM LOSER. THAT SHE FOUND IN THE WOODS. BECAUSE SHE IS HAVING A "CANON EVENT."
Opened my day with a nice cup of coffee, a chapter of The Grapes of Wrath with some Louis Armstrong playing in the background. Loving it. #lifeisgood #blessed
The video feeds keep suggesting me some kind of cardinal direction purrbeast.
Why did I follow that Olive. I really must be a masochist. #vaguepost
wwhen you are tryin to flirt wwith your FLARP teammate by askin her wwhat she is doin after the game and she says she is gonna wwait for you in an alley to stab you to death https://files.catbox.moe/83j473.jpg
congrats to @alpecoidTenacity you get an awful piece of artwork let me know who you want drawn like an oc or something send refs or a strongly worded essay https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/717965830d77.png
> n0te t0 self ramble ab0ut l1ngu1st1cs 1n a g1ant p0st later. and als0 c01n a hashtag. 1'm d01ng that n0w #chr0masaltern1an
> 1f 1 p0sted anyth1ng ab0ut l1ngu1st1cs (l1ke h0w altern1an c0mpares t0 engl1sh) w0uld y'all be 1nterested
~~~Oh my.....yeah. That's the uh- that's it.~~~
>BABY PLEASE https://image2url.com/r2/default/images/1774321843503-f066a088-24a7-4b9a-89b9-72f71d4bdae4.png
~~~.........what? Like..."doing it" doing it?~~~
V^ I immediately realized that means pe0ple will pay attenti0n t0 me and I panicked. ^V
V^ Is this a safe space? Can I talk ab0ut h0w fucked up being a jade is? ^V
"cis male ttrolls don'tt have rumblespheres" buddy my boyffriend's putt mine tto shame #nsffw
Timed it haha. Took 2 hours. 48 minutes for. bulge to appear on my. feed after signing. up This place is. crazy man!!! #nsfw
> l00ks l1ke 1t, n0 1dea. my expert1se 1s n0t the french.
døes anyøne knøw where I can find spare parts før a chainsaw? i have øne that brøke a løng time agø, been meaning tø fix it
D --> Archery is going really good as usual
> care t0 expla1n? 1 l0ve s0me drama that d0esn’t d1rectly 1nv0lve me
He isn't any real threat or trouble, is the thing. It's all the entertainment of watching a dog bark and run in circles without any risk of being bit.
you guys wwhat files wwhat the fuck are you talkin about
What the fuck is going on with this 'Eridan Files' shit?
im in so many situationships yall dont even KNOW
thank y[]u f[]r reminding me that was a butt[]n i c[]u|d press
WRETCHED HELLSITE. THE PRIEST HAS WARNED ME TO STAY WARY OF YOUR DISEASED WORDS.
I think warmblo+o+ds sho+uld be allo+wed to+ vo+te. With fists. And vio+lence.
...... :'(
$HOUTOUT TO INDIGO$ FUCKIN LOVE YOU GUY$. BUT IT I$ $O HARD TO READ YOU ON HERE
If this is wrong i dont want to be right.
if you have some i'm willing to trick you into sharing and steal all of it >:P
I dreamed I was a pupa, crawling on the sodden earth; then I awoke. Now I wonder: Am I a god who dreamt of being a pupa, or a pupa dreaming that I'm a god? My mailman couldn't provide a definitive answer. #DefundthePostalService #OpenSchools
ok, but only if we go somewhere that serves high quality meat.
she bob on my marley till i one love
Imma b3 100 with yall I aint got any id3a what im 2uppo23d to po2t h3r3
[|||] sorry but i had to do it for the sake of my favorite restaurant,,, they gave me the free food as thanks but whoever owns this lusus needs to paaaaaay!!!
- Is it wrong for mme to say that sommetimmes you should be able to ask your mmatesprit about their feelings without it becomming a pale thing?
we do! they are the perfect lifeform and we worship them with treats and cleaning their litterbox
i know right?? UGH!! at least the ayylmaos are funny
It's fucking crazy to me that Troll Twitter is less fascist.
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