♠ hated by @orphanersDualscars
Canadian dualscar....
I dont need this chud and MY dualscar hating my chitts. i already got my alternian alt as my opp. he HATES my guys.
I believe that love is a choice, and one which demands work to reinforce. But it's worthy work— perhaps the most worthy work one can take on.
Ahahaha! On the contrary, you're hilarious!
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think that just means you lost the height lottery. honk.
you will be. carried off. by giant. inferno ants. never. to be seen. again.
↗️THIS IS WHAT IT FEELS LIKE TO BE GUIDED THROUGH FIELDS OF INVESTMENTS BY YOUR PHYSICALLY ADJUSTED SUPERIOR.↗️ ↘️this is what it means to be admonished for your poor habits and also your bad choices by your complete higher up.↘️ ↗️THIS IS WHAT IT MEANS TO STAND IN THE FACE OF TRUE COMPETENCY, WHEN YOU ARE LITTLE MORE THAN A PATHETIC SCRUB RUBBING HIS KNUCKLES ALONG THE FLOORBOARDS FOR A FEW SPARE CAEGAR FOR THE VENDING MACHINE.↗️ ↘️i have tried to capture the flawless and superior essence of @caligulasAquarium the best i can.↘️ ↗️MARVEL IN SHOCK AND AWE AS YOU LEARN WHAT IT MEANS TO HAVE A BOND BETWEEN EMPLOYEE AND EMPLOYER, DEEPER THAN ANYTHING ELSE.↗️ ↘️ https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/1fdc7c48610a.png ↘️
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If I wanted to humili8te myself, I would insert a 'Tik Tok' or 'Hee Hee'. Instead I shall simply point out that my 8loodline shall always and will always get the last laugh.
\/\/\/\/oke up. On an island. Not mine. N0t dead.
i knoww
its not ovver yet youre so young eri youre only thirteen eri yeah wwell say that to my fuckin hairline
i hate vwhen busty older vwomen put their cigarettes out on me damn i sure hope no rust milf does anything like that to me id be so fucking mad and sad damn it..! #nsfwv
seeing troLLs pretend to be the demoness onLine is so funny Lmao goregLe search beautifuL cryptids near me
1 d1d br1ng them myself though and yeah 1 am pathet1c but thats just me.
1 have flowers and 1 dec1ded to g1ve them to the b1ggest jerk 1 know because 1 am a pathet1c man. @orphanersDualscars
× 'dad I'll Fuck" Or "grandfather I'll Fuck" Is WVhat It Means ×
YOU suck.
Just j41l3d som3on3 for j4yw4lk1ng. Not on my w4tch. You'r3 w3lcom3, c1t1z3ns.
I ha\/\/e been reminded sickeningly o' m'youthful habits as a young bard. Once thought m'self a lo\/\/esick soft-blooded, soft-thumpered poet. More o' a monologuer, really. I ha\/\/e decided t'return t'th'craft \/\/\/\/hilst I lie in \/\/\/\/ait. Enjoy m'musings belo\/\/\/\/. "Stygian Storm" I keep no names for you. Names are for trophies. I ha\/\/e yet to decide. \/\/\/\/hether to mount your skull. Or hold it to my chest. My tides kno\/\/\/\/ you \/\/\/\/ell. You echo in the hull. You scrape against the ribs. Like a hook so deeply planted, you'\/\/e torn me through. I spit \/\/\/\/hen I think of you. Like salt on an open \/\/\/\/ound. Yet my tongue still licks. Desperate for a taste. You cut deep against my bone. No lapping of flesh could mend. \/\/\/\/ith \/\/\/\/ords and no blades. My mind is rendered into fury. You are not a beauty. You are a storm that can not kill me. You crash your lightning against my rage. I meet you \/\/\/\/ith my brutality. It is an offense to lea\/\/e me dry. Offer yourself as a challenge. Hide behind unfamiliarity. You are no challenge. You can not shatter me proper. You can not scatter me in a trench. I ha\/\/e cursed your name a dozen o\/\/er. But you are a \/\/\/\/itch, not a \/\/\/\/ench. You shackle me to the thought of you. \/\/\/\/eighing anchor in the abyss. A storm of sky a far, A le\/\/iathan in my black abyss. You \/\/\/\/ill feel my breath. Once again against yours. By blade, by crook, and by hook. I \/\/\/\/ill drag you to the shores. No beast is to mighty. No tempest is too loud. I dream of your ruin e\/\/ery night. Sheep of Storm's Cloud. Your throat in my grip. Your blood on my deck. Your eyes \/\/\/\/ill finally understand. \/\/\/\/hat you'\/\/e made of me. And yet. There is a moment, Just before your end. I hesitated, a flicker, a betrayal. I \/\/\/\/onder ho\/\/\/\/ your \/\/oice \/\/\/\/ould sound. Speaking my name, Not as an enemy, Something \/\/\/\/orse. Something Chosen. I'd \/\/\/\/ake of these dreams. Curious, car\/\/ing into the mast. I dri\/\/e my cre\/\/\/\/ harder. Though the beasts I hunt are \/\/ast. They do not remind me of you. Your \/\/\/\/retched \/\/\/\/ords. Nor your t\/\/\/\/isted beauty. Like a malignant curse. Not lo\/\/e, ne\/\/er that. A pull to the underto\/\/\/\/. \/\/iolent, unseen, and dragging. Back to\/\/\/\/ards the thing I s\/\/\/\/ore to dro\/\/\/\/n. I \/\/\/\/ill find you again. I \/\/\/\/ill finish it. I \/\/\/\/ill, unless of course. You speak to me the same \/\/\/\/ay you'\/\/e been. There \/\/\/\/ill be no remorse.
Aye.
3njoy4bl3 photo. Y3s.
Good boy. Keep barkin.
Don't listen to him. Keep it outta yer pants. I'm lookin.