eating would be fine if it was only a recreational activity. instead, its a horrible sisiphean nightmare and you need to do it every day without fail on threat of pain and death
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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
todays bird
trying on a metaphor
Not today Justin
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Sweet Seals For You, Always

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One Nice Bug Per Day

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@literarybrainrot
eating would be fine if it was only a recreational activity. instead, its a horrible sisiphean nightmare and you need to do it every day without fail on threat of pain and death
My partner and I noticed you from across the bar and uhh... give us the amulet
i just apolitically killed the king like i have no agenda or whatever im just the jester here but i stabbed him anyway LOL all the courtiers and advisors are trying really hard to figure out who did it LOL all of them wanted him dead but they dont know whose scheme it was so nobody can promulgate a coherent political maneuver based on the circumstances LOL just playing my lute #MyLute
Heartwarming: he will never be happy
daughter (non-practicing)
sister (deadbeat)
At heart, Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein is a book about how mommy issues makes you a psychopath
it’s bc im on that damn phone honestly
Guess what episode of TMA im on
who up illuminating they manuscript
you're just mad because im annoying you and getting on your nerves on purpose
"i asked chatgpt--" okay well i asked the angel of music and he said i was an insolent boy and a slave of fashion.
snapshot from one of Oscar’s memorial paintings i did last year!
i hear the wind across the plain a sound so strong, that calls my name