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@babelady
girl you look like you drop common loot when defeated
allow me to slip into something a little more… comfortable *removes green ribbon from my neck, screaming ensues*
stop being funnier than me in the notes of my own post
Twisting Vines and Leafy Botanics Carved into Crusty Breads by Blondie + Rye
You know what? Fuck you. *Unhelps your Hamburger*
Hamburger hinderer
idk what this particularly says about me but every person i’ve dated for over a year has had a british shorthair as a pet
girl help there is not enough enrichment in my enclosure
hey does anyone else feel drunk bc of anxiety or is something seriously wrong with me besides having generalized anxiety disorder
turns out i’m anemic as fuck lads...blood machine Broke
If i was a sickly little peasant boy designated by the aristocracy to carry messages back and forth for pennies and you found me against our citys outer wall with a deep wound in my chest from a musket ball and a letter cluthed in my hand and i told you that my dying wish was to have someone read that letter to me so i would know i died for something important and you open it up and you find a single large illustrated diagram of an onion would you tell me what it was? What would you say?
hey does anyone else feel drunk bc of anxiety or is something seriously wrong with me besides having generalized anxiety disorder
me, alone in my room, every 5 minutes: am i being myself? is this who i really am? who am i performing for?
whenever ppl say i look like someone i realize i actually have no idea what the hell i look like irl let alone grasp the fact that people have the ability to come up w their own perceptions of me like i exist to another person and it differs from how i know myself to be damn that’s wild anyway happy tuesday
shoutout to blood we have a lot of it