Those penises look like they’ll be delicious after I hit them with me searzall
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Cake day: June 29th, 2025
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You deserve this
Damn right they deserve to be free from that kind of personality
2·20 days agoThat’s only 8 paint buckets. You could easily walk around with 8 paint buckets of water and algae on a wagon or cart. Y’know, once you get over the inertia, solve the splashing, and find a way to reduce the risk of momentum.
How many aphids do you think they’ve accidentally eaten by now?
No, I’ve never tried interacting with myself like that.
My grandmother was a slut and liked to brag about it. And she was one of my favorite people. Dress slutty, act slutty, or don’t. As long as you’re proud of who you are, and don’t judge others for not being you, then you’re cool.
Side note: I was so proud of the number of people at my grandmother’s funeral who told me that their first interaction with her was that she told them how to have an organ using the bubble jets in the community hot tub.
Boooooooo!!!
I’m doing my part!
I’m not sure if I’d be proud or disappointed.
trigger warning
By age 10, I’d already decided I was going to kill myself at 24, and I was looking forward to it, assuming I hadn’t already died by then. By my 14th birthday, I was doing my annual countdown from 10.
I don’t know if I’d be excited that I found things that made life worth living, or consider myself a failure for getting it wrong when I tried. Reflecting on that age, I don’t think myself an idiot or anything, I just see a kid who tried their best with what they had, and had already given up on what seemed like an inescapable situation. I feel bad for 14 year-old me, and I’m not sure I’d be able to face that kid without feeling completely destroyed.