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Sweet Seals For You, Always

Love Begins
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Cosimo Galluzzi
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open

if i look back, i am lost

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izzy's playlists!

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oozey mess
noise dept.
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Noah Kahan
art blog(derogatory)

pixel skylines

@theartofmadeline
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@dollarthief
Sup Twitter peeps. I'm Rogue on everything else but here.
some people deserve to die but the death penalty is not the answer, as soon as you give the government the ability to kill without repercussion they will find some way to weaponize that against political enemies and minorities. the solution? let me run around with a baseball bat
OH MY GODS THEY SAID IT
It’s hard to clean blood out of the crotch of a fur suit.
Especially if the fur’s white. Sure, you might get the bulk of it off the individual fibers, but a stain will still be there. It’s not easy to find someone who wants to blow a six-foot tall ferret with a blood stain on the business end.
Hi, I’m Shane. I’m 42 and I’m a furry. And no, I’m not one of those adorable ones who goes to conventions and acts like my favorite cartoon character and makes cute noises and then goes home. I’m a degenerate. I like to be around other degenerates. Especially ones in fur suits. Take a moment to psychoanalyze me from your armchair. I’ll wait.
Ready?
Ok.
Continue reading.
I love the fear-summoning rituals in the Magnus Archives. When you first hear about them you sort of assume they’re these ancient, intricate rites that have to be carried out in a very specific way, but as the show goes on you realize that no one knows what they’re doing, and avatars are all just trying to do something Fucked Up enough to rip a hole in reality.
Like, the Flesh really went, “What if we threw a whole bunch of meat in a hole? Just way too much meat. Do you think that would work?”
what’s so sexy about necromancers, you ask?
goth
hubris
3. Recycling
by Robert Roeder
you don't even like me. you just like my dubious morals and fat ass
Nebula by Shahab Alizadeh
It’s a shiny rock, what’s not to like?
by yao wang
The night is dark, take a lantern with you to guide your way…
I’d pick the middle right red one