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Ultimate Dirk is like my albino child I randomly gave birth to in a pre-historic aracial village during Pangea. My early human brain thought he was demonic because of his albinism so I wrapped him in a non geological specific leaf and left him in a cave miles away from the village.

You mind if I slip into something more comfot★ble? *I f★de into the fog*
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(V)(',,')(V) yeaaa hellyea

(V)(',,')(V) ok b℧t were xhill af bros tho yea

shoutout to free top surgery via becoming a robot

https://voca.ro/17bjXqi3lbRb

i'm kinda tempted to hate follow. there's no way there are people seriously this daft #vagueposting

(V)(',,')(V) f℧mblednin front of a pretty girl how m℧ch swag did i lose

well, have you considered finding a different hobby?

okay, yeah, i think you might wanna take a break

EAT SSOMETHING THEN >8/

happy for you
apolgy for bad alternian where were u when digital penguin appreciation society die i was at hive eating nacho cheese triangular flavor chips when palmhusk ring "digital penguin appreciation society is kil" "no"
I actually don't knovw if I like dudes or chicks any more. Leaning a lot tovwards "nah"

hi??

War as a narrative device f⚣r ya⚣i is really g⚣⚣d. I'll never f⚣rget this ⚣ne b⚣⚣k I read ab⚣ut the perspective ⚣f tw⚣ s⚣ldier b⚣ys fr⚣m different warring facti⚣ns. It switches fr⚣m each perspective until they meet. The fighting had st⚣pped and they were resting and rec⚣uperating, ⚣ne ⚣f the b⚣ys was injured and crying f⚣r help ⚣r t⚣ be killed. The ⚣ther b⚣y ⚣n the ⚣pp⚣sing side ended up g⚣ing ⚣ut and l⚣⚣king f⚣r him, and instead ⚣f killing him, he treated his w⚣unds and sung t⚣ him t⚣ keep him calm as there was a language barrier between them. It was a beautiful m⚣ment, I think ab⚣ut that a l⚣t. C⚣uld y⚣u tag this f⚣r me pretty please 0-0 @c⚣unterpr⚣p⚣sedGambit

WHO COULD'VE PREDICTED THIS? Local President realizes he has a crush on his matesprit: More at 11.

Sometimes.


