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Not today Justin
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@tonyderastignac
life is just one ibuprofen after the other
the next ibuprofen will fix me
i wanna suck his dick so bad and i feel like he the type of nigga that’ll let another nigga suck him right quick if he off that brown liquor you feel me and he luv the fags. and he half mexican so that dick prolly beautiful and brown and bout 10 shades darker than the rest of his body. it’s 330 in the morning and i’ve just really been in my feelings and missing sucking on brown and black dick. they just look so appetizing. i’m so tired of sucking on this white nigga’s pale member. naw you know what i’m not tired of sucking his dick it’s just like why it gotta be a white dick? like i know he white but im tired of looking at his white dick. maybe i can give it a nice tan. shine a flashlight on it while he sleep.
This is my absolute favorite train of thought
Man shouldn’t be able to see his own face – there’s nothing more sinister. Nature gave him the gift of not being able to see it, and of not being able to stare into his own eyes.
Only in the water of rivers and ponds could he look at his face. And the very posture he had to assume was symbolic. He had to bend over, stoop down, to commit the ignominy of beholding himself.
The inventor of the mirror poisoned the human heart.
— Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet (1982)
BY A WHAT
THATS ALL THE BIG SCARIES IN ONE BUG TFFF JU
Give it a dime, apparently.
Had to go research this thing, and the answer to what to do if it stings you is scream.
from Wikipedia-
“One researcher described the pain as “…immediate, excruciating, unrelenting pain that simply shuts down one’s ability to do anything, except scream. Mental discipline simply does not work in these situations. In terms of scale, the wasp’s sting is rated near the top of the Schmidt sting pain index, second only to that of the bullet ant, and is described by Schmidt as “blinding, fierce [and] shockingly electric”.“
Soooooo…dissociate to escape or?
It’s laying eggs in you.
Let’s back up a second and fully appreciate that description.
The Schmidt sting pain index, a widely used classification system for the bites and stings of ants, bees and wasps, is literally the personal ranking system of a guy named Justin Schmidt, who goes around letting bugs sting him for science. Like, that’s this Thing as a scientist.
In one entry, he describes the sting of the common bee as “almost pleasant, [like] a lover just bit your earlobe a little too hard.”
In another, the sting of the yellowjacket is described as “hot and smoky, almost irreverent. Imagine W. C. Fields extinguishing a cigar on your tongue.“
So when the Schmidt sting pain index characterises the sting of the tarantula hawk as “blinding, fierce [and] shockingly electric”, well, now you know what your standard for comparison is!
this is fascinating but when do we kinkshame Justin Schmidt
Justin Schmidt is the epitome of masochism
my homosexuality after I tried to pray it away
This has me in tears
Jesus
This is so satisfying to watch
having a permanent full time job is you thinking to yourself “so this is really the rest of my life huh” as you come home every single day before using your 4 hours of recreational activity to do nothing and then going to bed