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cherry valley forever
KIROKAZE
almost home
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Cookie Run:Kingdom Official!
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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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EXPECTATIONS
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YOU ARE THE REASON
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Andulka
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@lichenthropes
My jaw dropped
Wait wait wait apparently this embarrassed Peterson so badly that less than a day after Jubilee published the video they changed the title from “1 Christian vs 20 Atheists” to “Jordan Peterson vs 20 Atheists”. Lmaoooo
I think it's time we blow this joint....
Get everybody and the stuff together...
Okay... 3, 2, 1
Let's jam
more pokemon netsuke
I love this
hope is a skill
hope is a weapon you are trained to wield
favourite additions
You cannot hide this in the tags, bestie. This is too lovely to keep a secret.
It may not be apparent to everyone how to easily find out who wrote the poem in the tags, so: @mumblesplash
(an instant-classic example of a Tumblr thread where so many people add value!)
So wherever you look, be it near or far,
know Hope can be found wherever you are.
do you think a dude ever had sex with another guy
it might be difficult to figure out. consult the scriptures
these scriptures just have pictures of dudes kissing and groping each other
Penetration, my liege?
not now my dearest advisor i need to read these scriptures
"mutuals can dm for discord" mutuals can tear my flesh open and bury themselves inside my remains to survive the winter
mutuals can sink their canines into me and learn why we named dogs after them
mutuals can entangle their fingers with mine as they watch the life drain from my eyes
mutuals can wrap my hair around their hands until i stop struggling beneath the water
mutuals can make me bleed out and watch me turn the same colour as the snow falling around us
mutuals can steal my coat from my corpse and be unable to decipher if its just to survive the cold or if they wanted something to remind them of someone who is now nothing other than a memory
mutuals can tie me down like a lamb and slit my throat to drink my blood like a fine wine
As a public service announcement, someone scraped every single text file on GameFAQS in March 2020 for archival purposes, and you can find it on archive.org with the title "Gamespot TXT GameFAQs - Full Archive." You can download the whole thing (it's about 2 gigs) if you want to spite Wikia's attempts to make themselves the gatekeepers of all fan knowledge.
sorry i tried to kill u can we still fuck
GLYCON
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Glycon...
shes so beautifyl
Women love GLYCON
Glycon~ Glyc- on... on deez~.....
Why are you lgbtq+? wrong answers only GO
I took too long to order at a coffee shop and the witch behind me in line cursed me to be unable to pick just one thing to like ever again.
guys I just found the greatest video on the internet
What did I watch
if you reblog this i will fucking destroy you
One thing I didn't expect from my new worldbuilding book is the author, roughly my dad's age, including his opinions on furries
I'm liking this guy more and more
I have a new favorite author.
Apparently there was some kind of race scheduled at a local park or something so I've been trying to avoid the main trail but a little while ago when I had to cross near it I overheard the following shouted exchange
Higher feminine voice: woo, look at you go! You're jogging! Keep it up!
Lower masculine voice (panting): you know it! Last place is still a place, baby!
And goddamn if that didn't rewire my brain a little bit.
Last place is still a place, baby.
I know of a trail racing company that gives the slowest racer who finishes every race a DFL award: Dead Fucking Last. I was a little taken aback by this until I had it explained to me that those last-place finishers are pretty much uniformly people for whom finishing at all was an accomplishment: people undergoing cancer treatments, absolute beginners, runners in their eighties, extremely pregnant people, you get the idea. Moreover, what you see as this person crosses the finish line is all these sporty trail racers, many of whom finished the race literal hours earlier, cheering their hearts out because they respect that, yes, DFL is still a place, baby.
