Feb 10, 2025
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Alright, hold on, no. This needs to be settled and I need to know what you all are and understand
HAS VOYAGER 1 GONE INSANE IN THE DEEPNESS OF SPACE
yes
no
My Hope!
“Lord, I am not sure of my hope…clarify it for me. In Jesus name. Amen.”
Meow. (< thats ur fanfic prompt btw)
[ TGM you're evil. ]
"Meow." Tommy turns to look at Ranboo at the utterance of the word, expression somewhere between incredulous and disgusted as the other simply cackles. Oh that fucker, Tommy thinks, silently inching his hand towards the hardest pillow he can find; Ranboo isn't prepared to be hit square in the face with Tommy's designated 'hitting pillow', but he can't say it wasn't expected.
"Get pillowed, bitchboo," is all Tubbo hears when he enters the apartment, once again finding the most opportune time to make an entrance in the midst of chaos - sometimes he thinks it follows him rather than being Tommy's curse of choice.
How my bike ride went:
Me, at an intersection, waiting approximately thirty seconds: fucking hell, just move already. Jfc, can't you guys DRIVE, I need to GO places!
Me, seeing a dead rodent in the street: *makes embarrassing noise of surprise, pain, and grief that on no occasion would I ever be caught dead making*
Me: what was that? That noise? That I totally didn't make. I think it was that weird bird. WHOOPS, he just flew away, but he looked like the kind of bird to make that noise.
Empty air:
Me, texting my mom: hey, remember those stupid refrigerator succulents that we joked about earlier? I bought one. Ironically, of course...
Me, thinking about what to name it: to carry on second grade Kathy's tradition of inserting "y" after what the thing is, I think I'm name it sucky.
*Bursts into laughter in the middle of IGA*
Me, seeing a bee: fuck! Fuck Bee! Fucking bee! Fucking hell! Fuck?
Same intersection: you know what?! FUCK IT. I'm gonna go now, goddamn it, who cares about the fucking semi truck to my right, I don't care if I get run over as long as I get through this intersection.
the pros of having an android is that no one can tellif i read their message or not
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today in World History, my teacher showed us a video that was a welcome back sort of thing but i thought it was going to be dumb or something but iT TOTALLY FUCKING WASN'T IT WAS JOHN FUCKING GREEN AND I WAS JUST SMILING AT IT THE WHOLE TIME. Afterwards, I called John cute and the kid next to me just threw me the biggest "what the actual fuck" face ever and i just