Saw Jack the Ripper live tonight btw.
Look at my fucking MAN.

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Saw Jack the Ripper live tonight btw.
Look at my fucking MAN.
I'm foaming at the mouth
Hooiooo…..
Id steal fat from my situationships mother to make soap with you and and fuck you in the car when said situationship runs around our decrepit old house with a knife for you, but you’re not nerdy enough to understand
he looked stupid af
NO HE DIDNT DONT BE MEAN
It's fun being queer and weird and unconventional until you remember you live in a society
What do you mean “chat” is now referring to ChatGPT and not twitch chat? What? What? What the fuck? No?
When I address chat I am speaking to a presumed Greek chorus of real human people shitposting on their lunch break, not a machine that devours lakes to covert electricity into slop.
never let the fact that you were born a girl stop you from being the gayest man alive
I’m pretty sure I’m a gay best friend to most
okay who made party cry. don't be mean to them
random modern jesper headcannons bc i love him dearly
either says 6-7 constantly or has physically harmed someone for saying that shit in his presence before. no in-between
has the most clear skin ever, and if anyone asks how, he says ‘genetics😌’ (he has a 7-step skincare routine.)
has a shit ton of ear piercings even though he almost throws up when he sees the needle
so aesthetic. genuinely a walking pinterest board and no one knows how he gets the money for so. many. accessories.
chronically online but the twitter kind. no one ever gets his references ☹️
a letterboxd warrior. definitely a patron and always makes reviews with clever one-liners, never once has given an in-depth review of a movie
still has LED strips and vines up in his room from 2020 and can’t bring himself to take them down bc of the nostalgia
was a firm believer in the stranger things conformity gate. was so disappointed when it didn’t happen
I’m really pressed about finding this story istfg, if anyone needs more info to help, the whole main cast was Terry, tan, jasper, Ashley, Mano, Neil, Ava, Nolan and Neil’s wife. Tan was manos uncle and Neil was manos dad, yeah ik it’s incest idgaf. Terry, jasper, Mano and tan had a whole thing going on. Nolan was Neil’s lawyer but they were fucking too. Ashley was manos ex boyfriend and turned out to be like rlly evil and the son of the enemy guy whom they kill.
The person who posted it had a black Elsa pfp and had another story about a priest and a young gay boy but that one was unfinished as far as I remember, the same priest was also in this story and his name was Richard.
Genuinely about to cry it was so bad but my comfort story and idk where tf it’s gone. Before anyone asks, yeah I’m autistic. I know. Please help me.
I’m so upset, I think my favourite shitty mafia story got taken off wattpad. If anyone can find “hurts so good” and the cover is like hands in chains, the main characters are like Tan and Mano and it’s a bdsm book PLEASE message me the link or the archive. Regards 🥹
You really want me to draw them naked, but I went through 2025 without drawing a penis and I intend to stay sober.
The angel and the demon on my shoulder are fighting again, the angel is reading freard smut, the devil is writing it.
The thing with sweating lye.
My hands are stained with someone’s ashes and my pores are crying lye.
I have no veins. It’s red wire, blue wire, maybe even green wire. Why should I know?
My bruises are buttons. Please press them. See what they do, I’m too scared. One might deactivate me. Or detonate.
One thing though, I beg, don’t light matches near me.
I don’t like being an explosive. It’s a sad note to read, knowing you’re going to inevitably destroy everything around you. Especially so when you surround yourself with things you love.
When all of it ends I’ll still have a shell. Pieces of myself I can pick up and make sense of. Everyone else is just a shadow though, empty space where they disappeared too quick for the light to catch them.
The thing with sweating lye is the reaction. Flammable and reactive.
If you have a cat repeller in your garden you are an evil evil person. Think of all the autistic teenagers that can hear it grinding the flesh of their brain and WAKE UP
I love my friends