GANDER’S GANDER INTO THE FOLKS OF CHITTR PART ⒐ — @controversialMilk Himero !!!!!! (That’s six exclamation marks! Congratulations!) As I was Taking A peek at this user’s page, something very VERY PECULISCARY occurred. Is this meant to happen? ASKING FOR A FRIEND. (https://file.garden/aZrbEVKh⒊wfTGmpc/what%⒉0the.PNG) Perhaps this was a warning to not speak ill of the Token Limeblood. NOT THAT I WAS GOING TO. To anyone out there considering to, though, take this as a courtesy call. The smoothest power tool is a sander, let’s Take A Gander at Himero! (CROWD SCREAMS ESPECIALLY LOUD. I get scared and they coax me back to writing this like a SCARED HOOFBEAST. Thank you, imaginary crowd. I do it all for you.) Good ol’ pityliking Himero. No, not liking out of pity, pitying and liking in quick succession. That’s his signature move, and I didn’t think anyone (⒈) would HAVE THOSE here. Double notifications? Yep, THAT’S HIM in the digital flesh. My experience with him was like visiting my counseculler. Softspoken and honest. He’s sitting on one of those BIG CUSHIONY ↑HOLSTERPODS and I’m adjacently relaxed as I listen to what he has to say. I mean, he called me FASCINATING. Do you know how MERRYMIRTHY AND LIGHT that makes a guy feel? (WOW!) Anyway. His posts are your daily dose of yearning, jotted thoughts, opinionating, THE USUAL WORKS. Oh, and PARTICULARLY EXCITING PHOTOS, if you get what I’m implying. For Just A Little Guy™ his striking bottom-angled libido is TONAL WHIPLASH. He’s the type of person that gets along with JUST ABOUT ANYBODY, and can you really have beef with a guy like him? I think NOT. Unless your pusher’s beating backwards and your pan’s loosely screwed on. It’s one of those few cases where you know he’s genuinely nice and not intending to get an edge above anyone else. He’s one of the only nice things about using this platform. I wouldn’t be surprised if he were EVERYONE’S FRIEND ON HERE. To be fairly freaking frank, I don’t think I even WANT to say anything potentially confronting to you. That and I believe you’ve already come to terms with every ‘bad’ thing about you as a person. (You have the resting face of an overruminator. Please don’t ever blame yourself.) Oh, and the suffusive touch-★vedness. I prescribe as many hugs as one can physically receive. You are so nice to everyone. And you know what they say—”what goes around, comes around.” I can tell everyone bounces kindness back to you like stained gla-s-s on a gentle light. But I worry that people might step on you for that kindness alone. I worry that there’ll eventually be someone who would make pincushions out of your philanthropy. I worry that this someone might be you. That's why I gently urge you to arm yourself with the tongue of a debater, and a pusher of steel. That's why I hope you can learn to ♥ yourself the way other people ♥ you. (DO imagine this urgence as more of a purrbeast pushing a liquid receptacle off a table than a full-fledged crisis. OK? Take your time.) (SUSPECTED CLA-S-SPECT: HEIR OF BLOOD?) Please give this FRIENDLY FELLOW A FOLLOW, and I’ll see you in the next one!


