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the desire to be a hot alt girl is so fundamentally human I'm surprised there isn't at least one epic poem about it
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for autism awareness week i will be licking this thing's face and then holding it down so that it can't wipe off the sticky wet
just rolled a joint in traffic, and i’m a GIRL!!!
for autism awareness week i will be licking this thing's face and then holding it down so that it can't wipe off the sticky wet
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eating would be fine if it was only a recreational activity. instead, its a horrible sisiphean nightmare and you need to do it every day without fail on threat of pain and death
i think friendslop as a term is soooo fucking funny. ironically mildly derogatory term for something that's only good because you are just doing it to hang out with your friends. im not saying it's a misnomer or anything in fact i think we need to broaden the concept to apply to a lot of non video game stuff retroactively. bowling is highkey friendslop
other notable examples of friendslop:
bar trivia
pontoon boats
ouija boards
im having a five minute conversation with your tme partner. the madoka witch fight theme is playing in my head. its life or death. the audience can see that this is an act of my endless devotion to you, even if you cant. in every way that matters my cursed eye is glowing. they just called me iconic. all systems critical. mayday mayday. we’re going down. i cant- i cant- but i glance at you over at the bar, and steel myself. youre beautiful. i love you. one day we’re gonna fuck in his bed. i smile and say thanks bestie,
you get back and i relax a little. hiiiiiii gorgeous, i say, checking my peripheral to see if he tenses. you say hey yourself. you wink. (t minus three weeks). flutters you look kinda tired, are you okay? i could sing. your gentle heart, your concern. you wrestle this demon daily but i look a little worse for wear and thats what has you worried. i could do this forever, darling. he pipes up to let me know about this under eye concealer he used to use back when he was a girly girl. you look embarrassed. you want to tell me youre sorry on his behalf, but hush baby, i know, i know. no more words. i turn to him, still smiling. two and a half years of estrogen could not get between me and a left hook that has his sense of balance compromised long after i have had to skip town for this. we never even kiss, but i check your whatsapp six months later. hes not in your pfp any more. the girl with the big smile beside you who looks as though shes won the world - i will never meet her. but i love you through her. her through you. i still masturbate to that one time you sent me an underwear pic though.
'i'm not burned out' says woman who wants collapse doll-style and have its limbs and arms fall off and its head roll away from its body and rest in pieces and maybe stay that way for a month or two until someone comes along and collects the pieces and cleans them off and puts them back together and breathes warmth back into the body again
hey so my cutie mark just says "faggot" in big bold letters?
yea so like i was hanging out with the girls after their soccer practice and one of them was like, you make a good cheerleader and so obviously i blushed and then the cutie mark just appeared which is really weird because like, im just a normal boy so yea what's up with that?
also is getting your cutie mark meant to make you feel really weird because like one of the girls said that it's a shame im not a girl because most of the girls on the squad are gay so i would fit in and like my chest and stomach starting feeling really weird and i felt like i was going to cry and so like yea im just wondering if that's maybe just because of the cutie mark?
You gotta be really publicly passionate about things if you want your friends to text you. Bc people will forget to text you because they’re human. But if you’re really openly the friend who loves identifying ants your friends will think of you when they see ants. And they’ll text you “what ant is this [blurry photo]”. And then they’ll ask you how you’ve been and we should get coffee sometime. But if they don’t know what you love they’ll never know what you like
And then when the ant convention is in town they’ll be like dude… we should go to the ant convention. But they would never think to go if they didn’t know u loved ants
And sometimes you need to ask them to go to the ant convention. But you Will not get anywhere hiding your passions