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AnasAbdin

@theartofmadeline

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Love Begins
almost home
TVSTRANGERTHINGS
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oozey mess
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Three Goblin Art
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Misplaced Lens Cap
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from the road
over one hundred terror bytes of scary images on my horrifying hard drive
over one hundred giggle bytes of silly images on my hilarious hard drive
Receding hairlines are a hoe trait. Male pattern thottiness
Hell yeah king show more skin!
you guys are just posting anything these days
youre just jealous of our receding hairlines
Put it in a box….
Deliver it
to my house and put it on
my cock my cock my cock my cock my cock my cock my cock my cock my cock
Cheesy on my peeny and sauce on my balls
My jokes do numbers in the porn bot community
Y’all might not find me funny but porn bot Lisa478 found me so funny she wants to show me her pussy!
am a big fan of the relationship dynamic that is "scary powerful lady falls in love with total himbo because he's too dumb to be intimidated by her but drinks enough respect women juice on the regular to be very impressed by and genuinely supportive of everything she does"
Good post good post
(by florkofcows)
teens in 1848 be like “dni if you read degenerate literature like w/uthering h/eights”
whenever i imagine my dream home, the kitchen is so so important. hand-painted plates, gorgeous mugs and teapots, a ton of cookie cutters to choose from, niche kitchen supplies, anything to make it feel like mine...i want to wake up early in the morning and make breakfast for me and my lover, open windows letting in the sunlight, birds chirping outside. manifesting this now.
u ever notice how the ppl who say fanfiction is as good/better than books never read any books 😶
I don’t read fanfiction OR books and I think we should throw rocks at each other’s heads
okey ^_^ *throws*
you guys HAVE to take “is dumb” off the end of your username. you have to take “my shit rambles” out of your talking tag. you have to stop apologizing for existing. I get so sad for every url I see like “[name]’s-stupid-reblogs” and every blog I open with a title like “pointless posts” and every opinion post I see tagged something derogatory by op!! speaking as someone whose post tag used to be “makes bad posts.” stop actively putting up roadblocks for yourself!! why do we always say bullying is bad but never when we’re bullying ourselves
A gallery of mid-century blues album covers (and a little bit of jazz). Art by Abner Graboff, David Stone Martin, Milton Glaser, Burt Goldblatt, and others.
Gonna have a heck of a time overcoming the Pavlovian rage response to seeing a fully exposed human face
this video is extremely good every single time i see it
Armor of Thorns Thursday
It’s more of a pussy out kind of year
sick of how the old prophecies always leave out key details tbh. they’re like Yea Þere Will Come Þe Yeare Of Pusseye Outte but never add (Because Ye Shall Nevere Leave Yon Abode For Feare Of Þe Ravaging Plague) it’s such bullshit.
There’s six guys who live in this flat and all they do all day is play WoW and watch movies. Waking up at 2pm every day and there’s always just someone asleep on the bed near all the multimonitor computer setups. There’s always music playing and it feels like a recovery day every day, padding around blearily in pyjamas or underwear. Old hoodies from defunct school teams. They’ve got this system where they’re selling their excess computing power to companies and hosting all this warez, and they’re stealing the internet from the business next door anyway and getting welfare on top of all that. They’re self sufficient and never go outdoors except to buy more fast food, and even then only in the dark. But then one of them wakes up dead some heavy afternoon. He’s just dead and they don’t know why but maybe the floor covered in fast food wrappings is a clue. They don’t want to tell the cops because of the purgatory den they live in and the illegality that supports it, and as far as they know he never had any actual parents. So it’s trouble. It’s taking a long trip out to the forest and thinking about how stars are so far away for the first time in a long time. It’s sweating in the cold air and digging a hole all night with your brand new shovels to leave him alone in. And it’s a long few days cracking all his passwords to keep his identity and associated payments persisting. Until the rhythm of waking up every day at 2pm to play WoW for nine hours and half watch a movie on your other monitor takes over again. It’s the same as it ever was except now there’s a room no one ever goes in.