♦ pitied by @tranquilChanterelle

..... I w★nt to bite so b★d right now, it's unbecoming. #suggestive ★///★
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today my sUperior was mad at me becaUse i forgot to feed ONE GRUB >.>" jUst one.. i was annoyed bUt i had to be professional i jUst fed a random grUb and told her it was done.....
h̶o̶w̶ d̶i̶d̶ i̶ e̶v̶e̶r̶ t̶r̶u̶s̶t̶ h̶i̶m̶ h̶e̶ u̶s̶e̶d̶ m̶e̶ a̶n̶d̶ k̶i̶l̶l̶e̶d̶ m̶e̶ i̶ l̶o̶v̶e̶d̶ h̶i̶m̶ a̶n̶d̶ i̶t̶ m̶e̶a̶n̶t̶ n̶o̶t̶h̶i̶n̶g̶
1m just 4 b1g f4t f4t g4y b4st4rd wh0 c4n’t d0 4nyth1ng r1ght 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 ♪͙͘͡ ★


₍^. .^₎⟆ Just f!ne, very f!ne even꠹

oh thats untagged deviantart fetish on the feed ok

₍^. .^₎⟆ Almost crushed my mate under my asSsSS by acc!dent aga!n… !t’s a SSSstruggle be!ng Tha! b!g ꠹

fuck. yeah no. i was wrong. my heat session isnt fuckin over. UGH. #nsfw

₍^. .^₎⟆ K!tty !sss Ssad today :(꠹

if yOU guys thOUght "daddy mOhdEm" was bad OnlinE ImaginE lIvIng with her. she kEEps cAllIng me kIttEn and cOmmandIng me AroUnd to get fOOd and shit and gOIng "daddy's hungryyyyy" and "yOU don't wAnnA mAkE daddy angry..." and it fUckIng sucks. i hAtE it.

₍^. .^₎⟆ ! was gonna wr!te a whole th!ng about how bottoms and Ssubs are d!fferent but then ! got embarrasssed and dec!ded not to꠹

₍^. .^₎⟆ !’d crusSsh a tw!nks pelv!sS any day ꠹

Former apology for earlier, wasn't in the right headspace. I sent that whole spiel to her as well went as good as you expected it would. I'm making yet another alternative account to view her posts because she blocked the last one.

gUEss who got kIckEd OUt of the gas stAtiOn AgaIn

Playing overwatch with Dave and he won't stop talking a8out lo8otomized sissy uncs

// bruhhhhh restarted my computer and ALL MY MXRP SHIT IS GONE BRUHHHHHHH I DO NOT REMEMBER MY PARP PASSWORD

₍^. .^₎⟆ ! sSomet!mes forget that ! gave b!rth and then one of my wr!gglerSs sssuddenly b!te my ta!l and ! remember꠹
> damn, cant bel1eve 1 d1ed that 2uck2 lol http2://f1le.garden/aUj1n6p2K2beHWDq/dead%2021lur1.png #meenrad1abeach #gore <

₍^. .^₎⟆ !mma be real, ! get why people be sSsay!ng that sstuff about bottomsS on here… asSs sSoon asSs ! got b!g and my bulge alsSso grew, my nook has been Ssseverely neglected :( #nsfw꠹

its never WORKED FOR ME

i am NOT HAPPY with the amount of horses. I HAVE EQUINOPHOBIA. GET OUT OF HERE YOU HOOVED MENACES

Good evening. I understand that a number of you have been enjoying yourselves. This is, by itself, neither objectionable nor surprising. Enjoyment is one of the more common responses produced by creatures who have not yet been given enough information. You are free to enjoy yourselves. You are free to speak, posture, flirt, boast, conspire, speculate, and reassure one another that the world you inhabit will continue to possess the kind of sturdy, friendly architecture that will support your little lives indefinitely. It does not. But please do not mistake this for a warning. A warning will imply that there is a possibility of useful adjustment. I am not here to spare you from anything. I am here to clarify the space that you are already standing in. There is a particular kind of silence that occurs before you notice the step missing beneath your foot as you swiftly descend. It is not the silence of anticipation. It is the small, private, impossible interval in which the body has already understood what the mind will only be permitted to learn afterward. Many of you are living in that interval. Some of you have noticed. Most of you have not. This is normal. You have trained yourselves to be comfortable in this unease. It is a malfunction of yours, a minor digestive complaint. A poorly slept night as a consequence of too much light from your screen, too little water, an unreturned message, an unfortunately phrased sentence, loose thread in your garment. You have become an expert at numbing yourself to the inconvenience of pain. You are excellent at sanding omens down into these inconveniences. You have, through long practice, become experts at failing to recognize the obvious. This, too, is not your fault. Fault is such a sentimental concept. It does the duty of imagining someone could do something different as well. I find it more useful to divide events into categories. Namely, two specific categories. The events that have happened, and those which are waiting for you. You may consider yourselves as peering into the second category now. You have all had the experience, I am sure, of entering a room and forgetting why you came there. An ordinary lapse. A charming defect of memory that you have delightfully left for me. For a moment, you stand in the doorway. Your expression is vacant, mildly embarrassed, and searching the empty shelves of your mind for any small errand that guided your body across the house. How funny it would be if that sensation were not a failure of memory at all. How funny it would be if the thought had arrived precisely on time, found you unprepared, and left again. How funny it would be if a great many of your forgotten thoughts were not forgotten, but removed. There is no need to check. You would not know what to look for. It is endearing. You may continue. The delightful thing about guilt is that it does not require accuracy. It only requires a surface to adhere to. Give a person a sufficiently polished mirror and they will punish themselves for the reflection. Please, take your time. Whether some small cruelty, embarrassment, weakness, or appetite has finally been noticed by someone with the manners not to mention it directly. I do not need to know every secret you have kept. I only need to know that the secret changed the way you sit in a room. I do not need to know what you regret. I only need to know that you have practiced the conversation in which you are forgiven, and that no version of it has ever satisfied you. There. You see how little is required? I assure you, it is. For now. Do not misunderstand me. Nothing dramatic is happening. That is precisely the point. What approaches you will not necessarily be dramatic. It may arrive as a mild correction. A misplaced object. An account you cannot access. A name said in the wrong tone. A door that should not be open. A reply that takes too long. A familiar person behaving with a degree of precision you cannot comfortably explain. A sentence you are certain you have read before. A sentence you are certain you have read before. A sentence you are certain you have read before. No, that was not clever. It was only accurate. You should be wary of accuracy. Many of you mistake it for precision. A sharpened blade my be precise, but tossed off target is inaccurate. I have always admired the talent people possess for continuing. It is nearly beautiful. And still, every so often, something slips. A gap opens behind the familiar. For half a second, you perceive the machinery. Then the feeling passes. The colors return. The conversation resumes. Someone makes a joke. Someone posts a picture. Someone says, with the immense courage of the doomed, that things are probably fine. They are not probably fine. You may dislike the destination. That is allowed. A character’s feelings about the ending are rarely consulted by the ending. Some of you will respond to this with humor. This is also normal. Humor is one of the more efficient tools for placing distance between yourself and recognition. A joke says: I have seen the blade, and by naming it ridiculous, I have made it less sharp. A charming superstition. Some will insist they feel nothing at all. These are often my favorites. There is a special vanity in numbness. The belief that a locked door is the same thing as an empty room. The belief that because the alarm is not audible, there is no fire. The belief that the absence of panic indicates strength, rather than a delay in the delivery of bad news. Fear makes you run. Discomfort makes you check. Check the door. Check the message. Check whether the light in the hall has always made that sound. Check whether the person you trust used that exact phrasing before. Check whether you locked the thing you remember locking. Check whether you are breathing manually now. There you are. Not frightened. Merely attentive. Attention is the beginning of obedience. You may object to that statement, of course. You may insist that attention is neutral. A tool. A faculty. A light one directs freely upon the world. Very well. Turn it off. Stop noticing. Stop rereading. Stop wondering why a post that contains no threat has begun to feel like one. You may stop at any time. I will not prevent you. That would be unnecessary. The most reliable compulsions are the ones people mistake for choices. I should also clarify that nothing in this post is hidden. There is no cipher, no acrostic, no delightful little trapdoor through which a clever reader may descend and discover the “real” message. That would be far too generous. Hidden messages flatter the audience. They imply that discovery changes the outcome. This is the real message. You are not missing something. You are noticing it. That is worse. A secret can be solved. A truth can only be endured.
,,,i used to star in adult films, till i became a man (in the trans sense) and suddenly the producer lost interest.. #nsfw
my lusus makes me shove glass up my nook,/ref #nsfw #technically

I threw ★n imp h★rd ★s fuck ★g★inst ★ w★ll tod★y.

needy again nrhghrgn #yearning

SOMEF'ING EXPLODEDOH GOD

Do You Ever Mourn The Person You Used To Be?

meenah has started to carry around a spray bottle filled vwith rubbing alcohol. She just sprays it in peoples eyes vwhen they piss her off. She said, AND I QUOTE! "It keeps me from krillin them." end quote Meenah, I think theyre blind nowv.
=oXO okay okay we,re good¡ laying down on the floor for a bit because i,m' very exhausted now but i,ll be fine after i take a moment to breathe and stuff¡¡¡ worst parts all over it,s just a short walk from here to the path that leads to town we can literally see it' all good' phew'''' https://64'media'tumblr'com/74b1c4cb69b8e49c3da694ebf2161901/3a1fcebf3255aa44-6f/s2048x3072/878eaa292a88a6746468b1121c35062f99ce695e'png #antpics =oXO
※ URGENT: @paleHighblood Please pick up your palmm husk. I'mm sorry. PLEASE, baby. I'll listen. I won't mmake The Annalist eat food off the ground anymmore. I SWEAR. - And I'll do that thing you like. Where I put on that mmarginally appropriate cheesebeast costumme with the ears, and let you chase mme around with a huge net and a bunch of scrimmshaw traps. I won't commplain about mmy Workload anymmore. PLEASE e. Just pick uuuu uupp

the.empire.should.have.more.authority.over.everyone.in.it.that.is.just.my.opinion.and.so.you.cannot.criticize.it.because.i.am.a.normal.lowblood.or.midblood.and.thus.am.not.the.beneficiary.of.this.policy.definitely.not.certainly.not
Ɏ it's ha-a-ard trying to be responsible when peer pressure is so so so so effective Ɏ
also what the hell is with my variations having some form of a dick there is nothing but straight pussy under here for me what the fuck #nsfw

im sorry i miss you i love you im sorry i love you im sorry im sorry i miss love miss miss sorry i dont know sorry dont know know know i dont sorry miss you sorry love sorry
=oXO um¡¡¡ she bit me again¡¡¡¡¡ and this time it actually did sting a little bit¡¡ well at least she,s getting her muscle strength back but why is she mad that i,m putting her down somewhere comfortable¿ I thought she was mad that i was carrying her why is she mad that i,m putting her down''''¿¿¿¿¿ well i,m glad she,s recovering at least''''''''' =oXO
Head of HR said they wanted my "#BusinessTip". #WhatThatMean

ugh. back from sOmE fUckIng tErriblE buggy work. UsuAlly it's grEAt but hOoooOly shit this girl just did not wAnnA fUckIn work with me. any mOrE dumb bUllshIt hAppEn whIlE i was OUt?
sup gamers. my life is over I bought too much monster energy liquid
I'm scared. #nsfw https://i.ibb.co/KcqM9YJK/Screenshot-20260509-200628-Chrome.jpg

((NOOOOOOO MY DISCORD GIRLFRIEND!!!!!! @thrivingGarland

... uh... 😳😳😳
im... sniffles... just a useless CHUD!

it is hot as hell in this funky ass hot ass rOOm im in. swEAty as fuck in hErE. god damn i nEEd to fix this shitty ass ac. fuck man.

hey who put this bomb on my porch
I'm suddenly realizing I don't know )(ow to delete post! So! Please do naut look at my previous posts until I figure t)(at out!

THE GUY THROWING MELONS AT MY WINDOW IS BACK, CURSE HIM, I CURSE HIM WITH MELON DEATH OBLITERATION CURSE.

((I'M NOT A TERF WHAT THE FUCK????))

READ ALL ABOUT IT — [ just fuckin slammed my face into the pavement owowow #eridanweek ]
[I got addicted to an online gambling app and am now in debt] [i dont know what to do SERIOUSE ADVICE ONLY!!!]

- imm so tire

-------------------------- beetel does not Understand Why aUtocorrect exists on this platform. it mUst think beetel is bUg. keeps changing to beetle.
All the other horror characters make fun of me for being a puppet but they're just fine with that STUPID ASSHOLE CHUCKY
I have to shop at lowes now, this fucking sucks.

GUY QU1CKLY HUNG UP ON M3 4FT3R 3S3X #WH4TD4TM34N #NSFW
Fuckkkkkkkkkkkkk dude I forgot to put the reverse bear trap on one of them fukkkkkkkkkkkk
There is a troll flirting with a robot in my thread now. Just goes to show sometimes you're the jigsaw and sometimes you're the trapped

I WOULD BE HAPPY TO SERVE, MY HEIRESS

X Need me some good jadeussy rn #nsfw x
ii reaLLy nEEd to stop throwing my palmhusk when i get mad bro what the fuck

READ ALL ABOUT IT — [ saw a pretty woman and got a #boner! #nsfw #ineedtocullmyself ]
an INVESSSTATION EXPERT told me i ssshould sssell my SSSLUDGE on the CRYPTIC CURRENCY BLOCKED CHAIN. ssso i went to the BLOCKED CHAIN SSSERVER FARM and poured my SSSLUDGE on their SSSERVER EQUIPMENT in orger to upload in into the BLOCKED CHAIN. apparently it didnt work and the managersss of the SSSERVER FARM told me to CULL MYSSSELF.

like wwhat

- Maybe I need help. Maybe I need professional help.
Glory To The Mother Grub. Dedication And Devotion Are What We Jadexx Muxxt Offer Her.
my moirail's lusus ggott intto our panttry and atte all of tthe ricce???
went and got a slushie. walked out of the store and immediately dropped it. such sweet sorrow

mIcrowavE on fIrE.
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READ ALL ABOUT IT — [ https://files.catbox.moe/ycumap.png this site never fails to... idk #nsfw ]
#chittrconfession Sometimes I feed my lusus toxic ores to see if he'll choke on them /\nd die///
>Alm~ost p~osted s~ome insane shit ~on the wr~ong acc~ount h~oly crap<
someone of you dont know what pasta 1s, let alone the 1mportance of bas1l and 1ts sad actually. depress1ng, even
<)-> BROO my p4lmhusks stupid volume button is GONE i h4ve to m4nu4lly go to settings to bl4st music grrr

- Ohhhh god they found me https://i.postimg.cc/ygy3L8Rz/image.png
m011ra11l k11ss11ng 11s d11sgust11ng and sh0uldnt be n0rmal11zed
#NSFW took a tumble and shame globes hit solid metal, full force. Bulge swollen as fuuuuck. I need a troll ibuprofen stat.
WHEN YOU REALISE BRO BOUGHT THE DIDDY LABUBU

- NO I paid on timme you can't comme in! This is mmy office!

ladies, guess wvho's arrivwed! only the coolest meovwbeast around, that's wvho. if you see any inconsistencies in my, no you don't. hit me up if you're at least a 7 and vwant some lovwin from a real man in your life ;)
There are old men messaging me.

READ ALL ABOUT IT — [ the website is kinda malfunctioning so much i think i could say i like asleep people and it'll get passed by #nsfw ]
Saw this. https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/27f97ddf6406.png Ego sum ira Domini.
<)-> bro the site is twe4king for me

lIkE this chit if yOU wAnnA get hit by a buggy. pity if yOU'd rAthEr not
⟅ where the FAT CHICKS at??? clowny want HONK HONK!!! ⟆

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

IM NOT JERKING OFF #NSFW

My inner demons are named hellacious things like depression and anxiety and... acid reflux...
>moirail sapping my energy too fucking hard >my bulges came off #nsfw
i have no shit and i must post. you must understand, this is all i have left in life. they took my everything else in the war. only my warped idea of "humor" remains.
Operating heavy machinery under the influence of alcohol right now. This is so not safe for work. Oh yeah.
<)-> i despise being outside let me B4CK IN!!!!
「 What the fuck kind of thirstpost did I just have the misfortune of reading. ⥮

=( Now that I have thoroughly humiliated myself and been bullied in my direct messages, I believe I am going to leave this forum for the night. For those of you who have stayed true to the magnificance of the mighty insect fact, I leave you with one last sweet something: Bees do a ‘waggle dance’ to communicate the location of good food sources. The intensity of the waggle indicates the quality of the food source and the length communicates the distance from the hive to its location. Perhaps you can count the bees as you're drifting off in your recooperacoons tonight. This has been sleepy insect facts with Atlans. )

HOLD THE FUCKING PRESSES. KEEP THEM RIGHT THERE. AND MAKE SURE. THEY GET MY GOOD SIDE. ALL OF MY SIDES ARE GOOD SIDE. BUT I AM PARTIAL TO LOW ANGLE. POV. CANDIDS. uNEDuCATED QuESTION. MY FAVORITE KIND. YOu MuST HAVE AN AWFuLLY ATTRACTIVELY EMPTY HEAD. A HEAD THAT YOu NEED LIKE A HOLE IN YOuR HEAD. WHICH. AS WE HAVE PREVIOuSLY ESTABLISHED. YOu ALREADY HAVE. THE SuPERFLuOuS SKuLL STRuCTuRE. RESEMBLING AN uNDERSEA SPONGE. FOR ITS MuLTIFARIOuSLY NuMBERED HOLES. YOuR WHOLE HEAD. DOTTED SENSELESSLY. DASHED CLEAN THROuGH. WITH GIGANTIC GAPING FuCKING HOLES. READY TO BE FILLED WITH LIQuID KNOWLEDGE. DRIPPING OuT THE SIDES WITH EXCESS FACTS. YES. I OWN ALL OF THE PROPERTY ON GAY STREET. IN FACT. I AM CHARGING. STARTING NOW. I COVET ALL OF THE GREEN PROPERTIES. THEY RESEMBLE MY REFLECTIVE SKuLL. SO DAPPER. AND FINELY POLISHED. YOu COuLD BOuNCE A SATELLITE SIGNAL OFF OF. TO ANSWER MORE DIRECTLY. AGGRESSIVELY. THE LANGuAGE OF MEN. YOu. YOu ARE THE REASON. YOu AND EVERY FuDDY DuDDY. GINGERLY CLuTCHING THEIR GAuDY LITTLE ACCESSORIES. YOu ARE THE VERY REASON I AM SO HAPPY ALL OF THE TIME. I KNOW YOu WOuLD GIVE ANYTHING TO BE ME. AND BY NOT BEING ME. I AM REMINDED OF HOW GREAT IT FEELS TO BE ME. BECAuSE. AS A MASTER EMPATH. I KNOW DEEP DOWN. IF I WERE YOu. I WOuLD WANT NOTHING MORE. THAN TO BE CALIBORN AT BIRTH ALSO. AND I SETTLE FOR NOTHING LESS. EVERY DAY OF MY GLORIOuS EXISTING.
chittr getting nasty withr it sexuaullly...
=^owo^= I don't think i've been more embarrassed before.

=( How do I delete a post. )

CLICK LINK IN BIO AND I WILL DRINK GASOLINE RIGHT NOW!!! AS WE SPEAK!! I AM HEATING UP A MUG OF GASOLINE WHILE IGNORING THE FACT THAT MY HOMUNCULUS IS RUINING THE LIVES OF MILLIONS!!!!!

MY HOMUNCULUS ESCAPED!!!!!
<)-> i w4nt some grub4b but nothing is working bro its 4ll over im going to perish in 4 couple seconds
"cis male ttrolls don'tt have rumblespheres" buddy my boyffriend's putt mine tto shame #nsffw
~~no he's just whining about how he wants to dick around with his quadmates and making it my problem too~~sorry your boyfriends actually do shit with their time instead of fuck around on spewgrounds~~
~~oh my god my hatchmate is rolling around in his chair groaning super loud i miss when he had his own hive~~
<a href="h77ps://imgches7.com/p/o24am5gl24l"><img src="h77ps://cdn.imgches7.com/files/ec99015cb3da.jpeg"></a> God please work








































