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do not ask me for advice on your little crush
can Not stop randomly saying "den i throw da bones at james" to myself
tomodachi life giving you so many oppertunities for custom images and text with no filters means the obvious answer is of course to fill it with sex and penis. which is why i appreciate that every tomodachi life post ive seen is actually pretty lacking in sex and penis. instead we've been giving our miis enough cigarettes to kill a small village.
Why did 4 months of this year go by in like a week
Where am I
I fell in in a fountain and i look different now
I got a test for this, can you solve this:
2+2=?
if i killed myaelf tonight would you cry
"You must complete the HR mandatory safety training"
Me:
Nintendo made us all do art with our own two hands... Whether that be making a mii from scratch and adding some face paint, or you looked at a reference and you made a cigarette for your mii, dawg... You're an artist now congratulations!
It’s time to roll the dice… with Ellen!
Man, fucking Ellen. Every so often she rings me up or shoots me a text asking if I wanna play dice with her and every so often I start to try to say no, but she fucking picks up on that so fast and her fun quirky demeanor drops. No longer laughing and being bubbly, she starts to remind me of the file she has in her possession that would simply ruin me if it fell into the wrong hands. And so with tears in my eyes is reluctantly agree to play dice with Ellen. It’s always in a back alley behind some strip mall. Gross and rank. Ellen hunched over a damp piece of cardboard she uses to roll her dice on. I always ask Ellen, I say Ellen you’re so rich and famous, can’t we please play dice in like a highrise penthouse or something? Thinking of the nice all you can eat buffet that would surely be there. All highrise penthouses have all you eat buffets. I’m pretty sure it’s like some sort of requirement. If I’m going play fucking dice with Ellen, let me at least get my fill on some slightly warmer than room temp fries. But she always just grunts a no, and then rolls her dice, not looking at me at all. And holy shit, I’m not a man who believes in luck but… Ellen is turning me into a believer because she has to be the unluckiest person in the world. Every role she does, pure shit. I don’t even really know how to play dice but fuck, I play like some kinda world champ when I play with her. And fuck, her goddamn temper. It doesn’t take much to set her off. Screaming and shouting and huffing and puffing. This fucking back alley we play in has a number of cracks in the walls from her just pounding her fists into them after each of my rolls. Fucking cracks. Brick walls. Fucking cracks. At the end of the game when I inevitably beat her, she pulls out a knife and just slices or stabs me before running off into the shadows to go fucking goofy white lady dance as she interviews Channing Tatum or something, fuck!
And holy shit, speak of the devil, would you look at this…
So I guess I’m playing dice tonight, and then paying the hospital a visit to attend to my future stab wounds. But I guess it bets the alternative of having people find out I sit on the toilet backwards, god how embarrassing.
Me because I got to witness a major historic event but it was a Good One for once
Victor Glover (Pilot), Artemis II - April 4th 2026
sexually repressed people be like “i have an ancient evil stirring within me. no one can know” and its literally just craving intimacy
I hate how the advice for avoiding burnout is all "if you feel like everything is a chore you're making yourself do, you should rest and do things you want to do voluntarily :)" like the fuck you mean want to do. I don't want to cook a nice homemade meal, go outside to spend time in nature, make cutesy fun little crafts, read books, or do any of that shit. Those are also chores I make myself do. Self care is a chore. Either I am up and making myself do shit that I don't want to do because people are making me and I am supposed to, or it's phone in bed. There is no secret third thing.
Actually guys keep drawing in the mii maker in Tomodachi Life Living the dream and posting it! We're so close to Nintendo bringing back flipnote
Seeing people complaining about Tomodachi Life Living the Dream already and it's not even out yet... It's just the demo, if you don't fuck with the demo DON'T BUY THE GAME!!! SOME OF US HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR 12 YEARS FOR THIS!!! If you don't wanna pay for the game, guess what, you don't have to!!! We have woke hypercustomizable miis, I'm in fucking heaven right now. With no content filter? My miis can talk about jorking it?? That's fucking awesome man.
MEXICO WIN!!! FUCK AI!!!