Do you know the feeling of wanting to hug your splatoon oc one moment and then wanting to drown them the next second. Yeah. That's me rn.
seen from Australia
seen from United States

seen from Malaysia

seen from Singapore

seen from Malaysia

seen from United States
seen from Türkiye
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from Malaysia
seen from Australia

seen from Singapore
seen from Ireland
seen from France

seen from Germany

seen from United States

seen from Lithuania

seen from Malaysia
seen from China

seen from Italy
Do you know the feeling of wanting to hug your splatoon oc one moment and then wanting to drown them the next second. Yeah. That's me rn.
FUCKING SHIT WHAT DID I SAY
Honk if you can read this.
This is not the time for me to expose my religious beliefs. I'd prefer my curmudgeonly comportment to be perceived as unbiased and unencumbered by spiritual constraints.
I am an equal-opportunity, non-denominational malcontent. At least in public.
That said, this rapture thing is wonderful; it exposes the ignorance of the believer and atheist alike. First, there is as much proof that any given day will be the rapture as there is it won't. Second, raise your hand if you even know what the rapture is. (Now, I know the readers of this blog will have their hands in the air, reaching towards the heavens, but that's because you're smarter than the average bear. Because, you know, you read my blog. And bears are, well, bears.)
If you believe that the rapture is today, and it's after today, don't fret: your prediction was correct. Jesus just doesn't love you.