♦ pitied by @tranquilOutcast
AIN’T WISHING IT ON YOU, IT’S JUST GONNA HAPPEN.
there'$ $till time to look away. the only way to win i$ not to play.
I think I want to. Hold a hand.
It's okay. Maybe when I'm ready for people.
…BECAuSE YOu SECRETLY WANTED ME TO uSE IT?
We may never know.
You as well, you-know-who.
Just a regular ass guy.
Well, we are who we are, and all that!
Yes, for the most part. Just a quiet night in. Journaling. C|:^)
I’m g⊚ing t⊚ be c⊚ntrarian and say I HATE Y⊚U!!!
𖣂 i wish i could say 𖣂 that i'm scared. 𖣂 there is hope in fear. 𖣂 there is something to lose. 𖣂 what does it mean 𖣂 to face destruction 𖣂 that makes you feel nothing at all?
??when tf did I say this
§ound§ like an a(c)tual dayma(R)e. ™
Maybe the first time hit their heads too hard.
I don't know how "erotic" they are. We're both usually deeply out of breath, sweaty, and trembling from the effort afterward. It was raining today too so we were absolutely soaked when we finished. It's a bit messy and ungainly, really!
i changed my mind dont follow through on that.
i have a favor to ask, zeke. please follow through on that threat.
I just want to help people and get attention from people who are nice to me forever and one day I'll get past the guilt of wanting friendship and companionship and experiencing emotion. #vent
OH PLEASE.
𖣂 small mercies 𖣂 small mercies
I'm drinking, I think. Mood strikes. No, definitely not alcoholic.
I think with that being the case, you are actually doing incredibly well here.
Mmmmm, n☽o☾t quite. But there is p☽o☾tential in the flat affect. ⋆˚࿔
In the p★st you h★ve told me you don't w★nt for much. To this we could not be more opposite, I h★ve so much I w★nt. I would c★st it ★ll ★side to spend ★ moment more with you. I'll linger when it's time to go, ★rrive ★ little e★rly, for I'm greedy in this w★y.
SOLO PLAYERS OR PEOPLE WHO LOST FUCKING EVERYTHING APPARENTLY. FUCKING HELL.
Waow, youjmx said something with brain!
i think. avante garde furniture. makes me angry.
⦓ Here's hoping another shows up sometime! ⦔
⦓ The mirror may be your only companion here... ⦔
i was at th≡ masqu≡rad≡ tonight by th≡ way. w≡nt as "th≡ vagabond"... had a cool cowboy hat and stuff. got a littl≡ #substanc≡ 'd up and hit th≡ floor pr≡tty hard. lol
a bit disaᰍᰍointed 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 my identity was announced 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 it was obvious i know 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 but i wood have liked 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 to generate some intrigue 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 before the mask came off 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 oh well 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 i guess thats how things go 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 maybe i should have looked into 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 what haᰍᰍens at a masquerade 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧
It itches so bad. The skin is pulled taught and it rips when I dig a nail into it. Its become a habit. I pick at it and it bleeds and scabs then I pick at it again and again and again and again. All the way around, until the blood gets in my eyes and I need to stop myself before it gets worse. But I can't because it itches and when I itch it the wounds fester and blister, the mask rubbing hard against bare flesh as it tears at my skin and digs its way into my skull. It hurts but I pick at it anyways. I know I shouldn't, but its driving me crazy! The skin is ripping and the wounds are opening up, staples dont help anymore and the glue has ran dry. The urge to keep it on is foreign to me and I don't know why I do it. When it itches so bad and all I can think about day in day out is ripping it clean from the flesh its bound to, gnawing at the edges of it until I reach tear straight through the muscle and feel my nail graze along bone. But everytime as its dangling from the remanance of my face, flapping off the torn skin. I put it back every time. It itches.
OH GOD.
THE IDEA OF PHYSICAL TOuCH. AND AFFECTION. IS NEW TO ME. AND KIND OF WEIRD. AND CONFuSING. BuT. I THINK I WANT. A HuG.
Do I send the strange kid a vial of my blood once I'm out of here?
HRRRRRRRRRRRN.
Third cup of coffee. Perhaps I will feel alive after this one.
One can hope, can't they?
AN INTERESTING DAY. WHERE YOu COME HOME?
Please don't tempt them.
intriguing.
Oh that's good! It'd be a real heartbreaker if they'd been ruined by whatever happened.
what yaoiful ?? it's not like a real word it just means like...into men in this case. or like handsome in a. into men way. y'know the more I explain it the less it makes sense t8h
GETTING OVER THINGS. IS FOR WEAK AND uSELESS BITCHES. SO. PEOPLE LIKE YOu.
Much to think about, from today.
…CAN THE OTHER ONE. WEAR A BAG OVER HIS FACE.
yes. so sending that chart is kind of pointless in this context. but i appreciate the effort.
MY THUMBS ARE TOO BIG FOR THIS DAMN SCREEN.
NO YOu DON’T.
HM.
I UNDERSTAND THE DIFFICULTY. OF HAVING YOUR WORLDVIEW CHALLENGED SO. BY A VARIABLE SUCH AS MYSELF. THIS IS ANOTHER WAY. I AM SUPERIOR. TO THE OTHER ME.
(๑•́ -•̀) ?
⦓ ... Sometimes I think about how very easy it would be to kill someone. I could just... Do it. They'd be gone in an instant. Teleport their pusher right out of their chest. Teleport something sharp inside their neck. Swap their pan's hemispheres. Air in their blood, even, if I wanted nobody to notice. It would be so, so easy. But I could never. I could never do that, like... Emotionally. Which is why it's so terrifying that it would be that simple. Eugh... I don't feel good thinking about it, but I'm just... Stuck on the thought... I don't like it... ⦔
𖣂 eulogy. for a traitor. 𖣂 my sister is not dead. not yet. that is my doing. 𖣂 no limbs to move no lungs to breathe. 𖣂 but still she lives. by my command. 𖣂 innards turned outward. flesh stretched skyward. 𖣂 looming. angry. suffering. 𖣂 she deserves it. i remind myself this. 𖣂 even as her parasite whispers in my ear. 𖣂 villainess. maniac. fool. 𖣂 her fault we are here. 𖣂 her sins to repent. 𖣂 i feel no sympathy. for her pain.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN THERE’S A SCORPION IN HERE. WHAT DO YOU MEAN. WHAT. GET IT OUT.
Damn it.
AS IF YOu WOuLD KNOW.
YOu’RE ALL STUPID.
Work out some energy.
HM. DO YOu. BITE.
Sometimes.
Conversation over.
Luck be my lady tonight.
DON’T SAY THOSE WORDS TO ME.
THE WHAT.
DOES THIS MEAN. YOu’RE COMING HOME.
KILL PEOPLE.
This was just about wanting to go bother someone before bed
Hm.
It would be easier if they didn’t have to see YOU.
...i fear my methods of interaction have not been fruitfull. i shall try a new approach.....
And a hardy hee fucking hee to you too.
…ugh. This seed of doubt that was planted grows…
FUCK, I JUST CAN’T KEEP UP THE CONVERSATION ABOUT MOVIES RIGHT NOW. I’M GOING TO TRY TO SLEEP. IF ANYONE HAS ANY TIPS ON HOW TO SHUT YOUR THINKPAN OFF, LET ME KNOW.
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @creaticgoeticist it’s Not Like It Is In The Movies, You Know. Someone Dies In A Violent And Terrible Way, And They Play A Soundtrack Snippet. Maybe They Add In Some Foley, A Bit Of Dialogue For The Villain, The Lamentation Of The Onlookers As They Mourn A Sudden Loss Of Their Beloved Companion. It’s Cacophonous In Its Chaos, A Constant Echo Of Itself, And Perhaps That’s For The Best; It Masks The Scent Of Death In A Way That Maintains Its Palatability. The Audience Is Sad, But They Are Cradled. They Can Shut Their Eyes Or Look Away, And Are Seduced By The Notion That What They Have Just Witnessed Is Not Real. you Cannot Afford Such Luxuries. The Reality Is The Stillness Of A Corpse, And The Rhythm Of Your Own Breathing. the Absence Of Any Sort Of Fanfare Is Not Something You Are Expecting. All You Can Hear Instead Is The Agonizing Silence Of A Life Given In Exchange For Yours. There’s No More Screeching Metal As It Clashes With Itself, No More Grunts Of Effort Or Calls For Backup. There Is Nothing. Nothing At All. Wait, There Is One Thing. The Drip, Drip, Drip Of Blood Slipping From Where It Clings To Lord English’s Cane And Onto The Ground Where He— What’s Left Of Him, That Is— Lay At His Feet. A Cruel Addition To The Otherwise Hollow Fucking Nothing You’re Already Plummeting Downward Into. You Stare At The Unmoving, Eviscerated Mass Of Limbs And It Reminds You Of The Tumor You Afflicted Their Universe With All That Time Ago. The Red Miles Of His Blood Seep Into The Jagged Cracks Of The Rocky Surface You Stand On, Reaching For Something To Infect. Reaching For You. You Look At Him Like This. Drip, Drip. He Does Not Look Back. He Can’t. There Are No Eyes For Him To Do So. how Can It Be Over, Just Like This? There Are Supposed To Be Final Words, A Last Cry Of Passion, A Kiss Goodbye. Like You Are Reminded Coldly, You Cannot Afford Such Niceities. Your Lover’s Brain Matter Is Currently Being Smeared Across The Bottom Of A Green Scaled Heel. You Do Not Have Time To Think About The Last Time You Saw Him Smiling, Or What His Last Words Happened To Be, Or If They Were Even Addressed To You. You Will Scramble To Cling To Them Later When You Have A Moment To Comprehend The Immense Loss That You Face, But All You Are Able To Do In This Moment Is White-knuckle Your Sickles And Listen To The Stick-drag Of Heavy Footsteps Clodden In Viscera. damn Him, For Being A Hero. you Knew That This Would Be The Ruling From The Moment He Stepped In Front Of You. The Grandfather Clock, Though Not In Your Field Of View, Tolls Once, Twice, Again. The Pendulum Agonizes Over Its Choice As You Agonize Over Cutting Superficially At The Lord Who Took From You Your Last Bastion Of Hope. You Don’t Want To. You’re Tired. You Can’t Strike Aptly When All You Can Think About Is The Tip Of The Cane You’re Battling Against Being Driven Into The Knight Of Time’s Throat. You Cannot Beat Him When He Already Knows Your Next Move. You Cannot Overcome Him. He Is Already Here. heroic. you Slice Away A Sizable Portion Of Thick Skin. just. you Constrict The Flow Of Lord English’s Blood, Tightening His Capillaries To Singularities. heroic. you Ignore Your Aching Heart As You Accidentally Slip In Some Of The Knight’s Blood. just. you Feel Like You Are Going To Die As You Drive Your Sickle Into The Writhing Bulk Of Scales And Sinew And Filet Him Where He Stands. heroic. you Miss Him Infinitely, And You Will Forever. the Rest Of Them Have To Drag You Away From Him. Your Nostrils Are Filled With The Stench Of Iron And Your Lips Taste Of It Too. It Was Uncouth To Bury Your Face In His Caved-in Chest, But You Just Couldn’t Help Yourself. You Wanted To Provide Him One Last Comfort. It Is The Least You Can Do. His Last Glimpse Of You Was The Way You Looked On In Terror. You Wish It Hadn’t Been. You Wish Instead It Was Of The Kiss You Shared Before Turning Your Backs Against Each Other To, As He Would So Eloquently Say, “kick Some Green Ass”. Or, Perhaps, Of The Sweetness Of The Pastries You Had Five Mornings Ago, Or The Light Of The Nearest Stars Bouncing Off Of Your Face And Making Your Eyes Sparkle Like You Had No Idea They Did. anything But This. the Stillness Will Cease, One Day. Sweeps Later, When You Meet The Lord And You Become His Knight. But You Don’t Know This Yet. For Now, You Force Loudness, You Surround Yourself With It, And You Try To Carry Your Heavy Soul From One Place To The Next. You Insert Yourself Into Places You Likely Do Not Belong Just To Feel As If You Do. You Write Reviews Instead Of Talking To Him About Your Favorite Films. And You Live, Because Of A Sacrifice That You Will Always Be Angry With Him For Committing. you Will Live. heroic. just. heroic. #death #gore #grief 𝙼𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚗 Just. ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀
Nothing like feeling something break.
WORK EVENT CANDID. FUCK, WE CLEAN UP REAL NICE. EVERYONE TELL HIM HE LOOKS GOOD, OR ELSE. @TRANQUILOUTCAST
hey man. it'S #mangomonday. why argue when you could be enjoying a delicious fruit instead
read this and thought "how old could this dude possibly be" and it'S FORTY? do you have any wisdom for a young whippersnapper like me
You know what? In many ways, I am. I’ll give you that much.
THE STRANGEST I HAVE SEEN. IS THE LORD OF SPACE. ROSE LALONDE.
Your absence is all I need, regardless of what the reason is.
We'll be optimistic then. Maybe.
my bad hope the drink helps
Anothe(R) day that end§ in Y I gue§§. ™
-- Chittr, Am I The Asshole? -- I (25F, Creator) recently visited a friend (25NB, Creator) for dinner in their home. When they excused themselves to the powder room, I rose from the table and began to strategically captchalogue pieces of furniture and decor (37), leaving a hyper-realistic cake (Sour cream poundcake; Ermine frosting; Fondant) replica in their stead. Upon their return, we resumed our conversation and concluded our evening together. This was two months ago. Now, I am being leveled with accusations of holding the genuine household articles ransom as I have not yet disclosed which items are indeed cake, and not every replica is a load-bearing seat by which the natural processes of discovery may unveil the impostors! And also a minor infestation of mold on the upholstery. Why I think I might be "The Asshole:" One of the articles is the preserved tomb of a mutated feline whom may or may not have held some personal significance to my unnamed friend. In my defense: I was field testing a new technique to replicate the glassy exterior of the cube.
I Won't Take A Replacement, I Only Accept The Genuine Article No Shortcuts.
I said nothingggggg
THE CULPRIT OF MY APPLE TURNOVER ADDICTION. AND MY MUSE. THAT TOO. @TRANQUILOUTCAST HTTPS://CDN.IMGCHEST.COM/FILES/7CA7162AD793.JPEG
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WHAT THE FUCK??????????? THIS ISNT REAL. NO. IT’S LITERALLY FAKE.
@creaticGoeticist, bare your soul and your searches for our collective amusement. And stop clicking on mystery links, bro. That's how you pick up Internet fleas. 🌐 HOW TO KEEP FLOWERS FRESH ALTERNIA SOUTHERN REGION 🌐 ALLERGIC TO QUINOA 🌐 LORDS SBURB DREADDIT THREAD 🌐 DOES HE REALLY LIKE YOU? QUIZ 🌐 LETTERBOXD 🌐 BOYFRIEND WON'T STOP GIVING ME EXTRA SNACKS HELP DREADDIT 🌐 AITA FOR HITTING SOMEONE ON PURPOSE WITH MY BICYCLE 🌐 ARE SEANCES REAL? 🌐 BRINGING BACK A LOVED ONE FROM GOD TIER DEATH 🌐 CHOCOLATE CHIP COOKIE RECIPE FOR HUMAN CONSUMPTION \></ That's just sad, man. #GoregleWrapped
I Disagree.
I Will Be Visiting Her Again. At Least The Only Place I Can See Her That Is.
Someone's never ripped apart worlds in the face of grief and it shows.
fascinating.
That's fair. I suppose every session has gotta be different. Like, you're given buncha Lego pieces and told to make something.
Jegu§, & I thought what we had to do wa§ fu(c)king nut§. ™
Whoa... That's what a Solo Session's endgame is like?? That's insane, man.
At lea§t I'm not §tu(c)k with all tho§e othe(R) idiot§ ba(c)k "home" anymo(R)e. They don't need me anyway...I did what I had to do. I §e(R)ved my fu(c)kin gtime. ™
It'§ not the ho§t'§ fault. Fu(c)k it'§ not anyone'§ fault but my own. "You (c)ont(R)ol you(R) (R)ea(c)tion to thing§" & all that. And the booze wa§ (R)eally good, like good §hit, & the food wa§ good & the mu§i(c) wa§ fu(c)kin g(R)eat. But I wanted to lowkey eat gla§§ p(R)a(c)ti(c)ally the whole time. Not Goth Night'§ fault...ju§t my own hangup§. Ha(R)d to get to know people who all §eem to have §u(c)h a hi§to(R)y with ea(c)h othe(R) al(R)eady, & I'm ju§t §ome bit(c)hy new t(R)oll on the §(c)ene. Whateve(R), gonna §leep thi§ off fo(R) like...a day. ™
y[]ur w[]rds are ТТerribly [[]rre[ТТ
DIVIDEND'S PUBLIC TRANSPORT SYSTEMS NEED TO IMPROVE TO. COMPUTER, TAKE A NOTE: ACTUALLY MAKE THE FUCKING TRAINS RUN ON TIME SO THAT THE MINERS CAN GET TO WORK ON TIME. WE HAVE DEADLINES TO MEET.
THE CONDESCE MANAGED TO SUSTAIN OUR SOCIETY UNTIL IT WAS TAKEN OUT BY COSMIC EVENTS OUT OF HER CONTROL. SHE WAS IN CHARGE FOR BILLIONS OF SWEEPS. I THINK WE'RE GOOD FOR THE MOMENT.
OKAY, I'LL GIVE ONE #BLOODPOST. KEEPING THE TEAM TOGETHER AS I HAVE IS FUCKING EXHAUSTING BUT IT'S WORTH IT. IT'S NOT PERFECT ALL THE TIME, BUT GOD IF HAVING THE BOARD OF CREATIONISTS ACTUALLY WORK TOGETHER ISN'T REWARDING. WE DESERVED THIS, WE *EARNED* THIS. AND IF I NEED TO GO WEEKS WITHOUT SLEEP TO MAINTAIN IT, I FUCKING WILL.
WELL BULLY FOR FUCKING YOU. GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY FACE YOU GOD DAMN PRICK.
Nah like...about two years now.
Oh. That's... that sounds pretty fucked up. Sorry I only know a bit about your situation from that...Memory post and from just what you've shared, but it sounds like it was really messed up. Maybe this is a good opportunity to find some peace?
Yeah they're sayin' thank you, man! Guess you guys are like cozy neighbors now. hey so you said they're like aliens on your planet, yeah? do they call parents "minders" there? is it like a communal raising thing and just whoever is minding the kids at the time are the "minders"?
Oh! A miscommunication then- it came across as you saying the things in /my/ message were above my abilities
As a Life player you go have to get pretty creative. It's not always as easy as "poof you have life now!" cuz the game makes you really work for it. Outside of the game maybe its easier but while in there it throws every curveball it can at you. A lot of the time they don't even come back as themselves either- it's like.. it's not a copy exactly, not unless the body is gone, but it's not their soul that comes back. But they also aren't just a puppet they do behave like themselves?? There's just something really different about them. Sometimes we get lucky and its just that they get to be like a ghost or something except physically manifested but that shit can go so wrong if you haven't unlocked your potential yet ૮꒰◞ ‸ ◟꒱১
HERE IS THE OFFICIAL START OF #MOVIEKAT ‘S #SEVERANCE POSTING. LET’S GET FUCKING SEVERED. I’M NOT GOING TO GET TOO GRANULAR HERE, IT’S JUST GOING TO BE MY OWN THOUGHTS AS I WATCH EACH EP, SHORT AND SIMPLE, BECAUSE NOBODY INCLUDING MYSELF HAS TIME FOR A GODDAMN SAGA WHILST I’M IN THE MIDST OF MY MAGNUM OPUS. IF ANYONE COMMENTS ON THIS THREAD YOU’RE GETTING CULLED. HTTPS://CDN.IMGCHEST.COM/FILES/F967626A0ED3.JPEG
It’s so good to be back on track!
Eugh, don’t call me that.
What could I possibly have done to deserve this? Besides everything.
Several manipulations not worth expounding on, an attempt at acquiring and using a Ring of Life that ended with my home invaded.
I played this shit coompletely blindfoolded man. Noo guides noo letsplays just rawdoogging it
WE WERE MAKING A NEW UNIVERSE???????????
Can yoou describe what yoou coonsider too be an perfect sessioon
TWENTY MINUTES UNTIL SHOWTIME. #ABCCGMT #ABCC #WATCHPARTY WILL BE SHOWING PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN: CURSE OF THE BLACK PEARL. OH YEAH, BABY. BELIEVE IT. THE LINK IS LIVE NOW. #GETIN. HTTPS://HYPERBEAM.COM/V/ABCCGMT
You know usually sburb is played by some dumb teenage fucks cause you know It's easy to tell a kid "oh you get cool dumb powers and become like a god and stuff" Nice to see most of you doing this haven't grown past that.
You know, with session talk on the timeline and all, I thought I'd weigh in my two cents here. Nobody else entered from my planet. I was "fortunate" enough to connect to aliens. I am the last of my species. And when I eventually die alone, humanity will be extinct. Do not *ever* do this willingly. This is my one and only warning.
hee. not at all.
⦓ ... Never did figure out what this player's quest was even about. Originally we assumed it was maybe to stop all the trees from dying completely or something so the consorts wouldn't run out of food, but... They're all dead and the consorts are genuinely fine. And while that does seem like a "Hope Player" type quest, it doesn't seem like a "Bard" type quest... Not sure. Maybe the quest was more about himself than... Ah, whatever. No use thinking about it. Permanently dead men can't solve quests. ⦔
D:B!!!! MEAN TO ME?!?!?!?!?
How is your wrath score lower than mine.
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fucker reely came to say some vague cosmic bs and leave w/o tellin me nofin 38/
⦓ It does seem that some people do, but... From what I can tell it's just someone making "headcanons" about real ass people. Which is. Weird. ⦔
⦓ I am certainly not!!!!!! And most aren't either. That's the worst part, really. The "Creators" they speak of... They're just people. But this person has it in their head that they're gods... I know it's called "god tier" but that's just a title... Someone who's a "god gamer" isn't actually a god they're just good at video games! ⦔
... I was being supportive.
yeah like i know most alts are freaks but theyre making me think about it and no cool guy deserves that idek how theyre picking and choosing at least im out of the running i can be fine with that i guess
Well I didn't s★y th★t.
Whatever
i dont vwanna gatekeep or nothing, im more a gaslight kinda guy myself, but if vwevwe nevwer talked and youre on the cronus hate train? youre just followving trends. i oughta put discussion questions in my posts, i think half of you dont knowv wvhy you hate me, half knowv wvhy but not wvhy its actually *bad*, and the other half are hypocrites.
youve died a thousand times before who cares just climb out of this grave again and again and again and again and again and again and aga
(̥ ̥এ́⍜এ̥̀)̥̥ it's tha abs◕lute W◕RST˚
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OH, COME THE FUCK ON. WHY THE FUCK IS *THIS* VERSION OF ME WEARING MORE GREEN THAN EVEN *I* DO. WHAT, ARE YOU GUNNING FOR MY POSITION? BELIEVE ME KARKAT, IF YOU WANT TO TAKE MY JOB, FEEL FUCKING FREE. I NEED A SABBATICAL MORE THAN EVER. YOU KNOW WHAT, FUCK YOU. FINE. HEARD. I WAS GETTING TIRED OF THE JANITOR DUDS, ANYWAY. IT'S ABOUT TIME MY SHITTY, TORTUROUS WORKPLACE DRESS CODE LET ME PRESENT WITH A LITTLE MORE FUCKING DIGNITY.
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Hey ★ll, I'm norm★lmode right now.
That was very expensive 𐔌՞. .՞𐦯 and I d☽o☾ n☽o☾t pike being sp☽o☾ken t☽o☾ in that manner. I did try t☽o☾ explain I was s☽o☾rry. ⋆˚࿔
(̥ ̥এ́⍜এ̥̀)̥̥ CAN I CATCH THE SANDW◕RM ALREADY FUCK!!!
thanks for blockin me i wwasnt goin to talk to you anyhoww
⦓ Well I don't... Feel particularly good, and I'm somewhat embarrassed about my behaviour last night, but... I'll be alright. May or may not go back to sleep, I don't know... Good, uh... Whatever time it is? ⦔
Talking, I Mean, In General.
I Don't Know. I've Never Been Good At That.
Goodlight.
Isn't It Funny How The Soft Flesh Of My Body Has Held Me In Times When No One Else Would Dare, And Yet Again And Again It Has Betrayed Me? Skin Often Parting As If Even It Cannot Get Away From Me Fast Enough. #bodyhorror?
>> purp1e f¡ડh
༻𐫱༺ Well🌻 I did not mean to do it🌻🌻 ༻𐫱༺
Correct! It Just Makes Me Miss My Arm And Feeling It, Really Feeling It, In General If I Am Being Honest.
Perh★ps.
If I ruin everything, I'll be free.
the.worst.day.of.my.life.has.already.happened everything.only.gets.better.from.here.on,.and.i.want.to.make.sure.thats.true.for.everyone
(̥ ̥এ́⍜এ̥̀)̥̥ SPIDER NET F◕R 19 R◕BUX? YES PLEASE˚
FOR THE RECORD, YES, WE LIKE ARGUING SEMANTICS, BUT LITERALLY WHO THE FUCK DOESN’T ON CHITTR DOT COM? HOME OF THE PRONGSTUB FETISH AND TROLLBAMA? NOT THAT THOSE TWO THINGS ARE RELATED. YOU SUGGESTING TROLLS ARE THE GROUND ZERO OF SEMANTICS IS LIKE SUGGESTING ALL OF US HAVE THE SAME HORNS. SO THE ANSWER IS NO. BUT ALSO YES. BUT ALSO NO.
⦓ The state of it...? Um. Default...? ⦔
⦓ Hahahahhaa.... It is, yes. ⦔
What.
actually i wish there was a way to see who liked hated whatevered your chit where you didnt have to slog through all your notifications to even have a guess at who it was or am i doing it wrong
You must remember I was in a basement for 5 sweeps I do not remember half of the names of things I used to eat before. Perhaps at some point I will try them all, purely so that I can formulate an opinion for you.
i actully do leik the basic nacho its a bit of a comfort snack but i prefr sweet chilli heat
Well, it w★s cle★rly the first b★g Brett gr★bbed. So.....
⦓ ... Yeah... Nor am I, hahaha... I'm going to do my best, though. I'll. I'll figure it out. ⦔
⦓ I have a feeling I'm going to be told off today. Hm. Well, I suppose I'll take that as it comes. ⦔
⦓ Haha, I've been there... ⦔
\ f0r the best. rest well dude! /
⦓ ... I am going to sleep. ⦔
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my bodys a machine that turns strutpods into soppin wwet slobbery strutpods #toepostin
here ill make it your last too
YOU’RE OBSESSED WITH ME.
COMEDY AND TRAGEDY.
WHERE DID THE VENTING ACCOUNTS GO.
Still at the office, but her sweet siren song. It beckons to me.
ONE DAY, I WILL STOMP YOU INTO THE GROUND.