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Oh my jod

femmeharlequin-deactivated20240

I love furries, marijuana, autism, schizophrenia, abortion, vandalism, shoplifting, Molotov cocktails, free healthcare, adderall, and gay sex

charlesoberonn

Future Grandkid: Grandpa, what was it like when Obama was president?

Me: Aah, yes… the Homestuck President.

fozby

what the shit does that mean

charlesoberonn

I see all of you people who had this post queue’d for 4/13. Good job.

greelin

the riddler

wewerealltoblame

did you know that Friday 13th was meant to be a really good lucky day meant for fucking because it was dedicated to Freyja, the goddess of love and fertility and the patron goddess of Fridays

but then Christianity found out about it and were like “Fucking???? outside of marriage????? NO NO NO!!!” and decided it was a horrible terrible bad unlucky day and you need to be super careful of everything you do in case you die or some shit.

so thanks Christians for ruining everyone’s fucking fun

greatlordfluffernutter

Petition to bring back Friday the FUCKteenth.

goodgamegrumps

f85o-deactivated20230618

circusmotel

here they all are! my clown babies are now available in my etsy shop :) do u have a favorite?

what if i just... -suddenly returns to abandoned blog and updates it after 3 years-

queenophydea

Me n the girls sitting upon the shattered corpse of a false god

cafe-mp3

*don't stop me now by queen plays as i lay bleeding to death in walmart*

slimetony

I’m not really into things? anymore?

mamoru

a waffle house has closed.

paulsrockinpagoda

fuck it just got real

idhren

Waffle House Index

Waffle House restaurants are often used to gauge the magnitude of disasters in the Southeast: If a store is open, your community has been spared. If the store is open but has a limited menu, you've probably gotten some damage. If the store is completely closed, you’re in a disaster zone.

nostalgichub

no, karen, i am not in “quarantine”, i am in

𝕲𝖆𝖞 𝕭𝖆𝖇𝖞 𝕵𝖆𝖎𝖑

blackarachnya

inahiddenplace

how we act alone when we don’t feel like we have witnesses.. that is the genuine self.. me walking around my room punching the air talking to myself in a bad southern accent, that’s ME baby. you’re never going to know me like i know me. haha.