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Yeah, im LGBT:

Lettuce

Gun

Bonato

Tacon,

#lgbtq #lgbtqia #lettuce #bacon #gun #alternative rock #bonato

I think Twitter getting ran by elon is like my own personal hell? Like, not to make it about me but it's for real the best possible torment conceivable. It was MY comfort shit pile and my least favorite guy to ever exist comes to stick his flag in it???????????? NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!

#i hate elon #who else immigrated from twitter #cocknballs

cat-diagnosis

him. please . diagnose this pathetic creature

Name: Feep Bomba

Skill: Autumn Day

Quote: Don’t… don’t looking at.

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I feel like being a writer or whatever is one of those things that's the hardest to profess to, mostly just because I don't want to be That Asshole™. I have this one class with two guys who are EXACTLY that type and it's my biggest fear to become them

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This class is creative writing shit and one thing is peer review of a journal. Handed it to one dude and his written response had "as a writer" in it. Bro? Bro. Bro learn to use commas and put stories into paragraphs first bro

#bro called my word choice vast #i swear my verbiage really isnt much #this class has been a massive ego boost tho #playstation

I feel like being a writer or whatever is one of those things that's the hardest to profess to, mostly just because I don't want to be That Asshole™. I have this one class with two guys who are EXACTLY that type and it's my biggest fear to become them

My bones are made of waterbottles and my organs of bags. My smaller bones are cigarette butts and my teeth are the plastic vampire ones from the dollar store. My hair is the plastic tendrils that comes off of something when u drill into it. My skin is silicone. My heart is made of malformed pvc pipes, and a soul is not contained within it. Every ounce of me is death, made and discarded by man

#microplastics amiright #eat plastic y'all

No little german boy don't go into the fart smeller convention

Damn it is COZY up in here. I have no clue why but Twitter is like so hectic and claustrophobic. Everything is looking to seep into my brain. Everything here just glazed over. Gives me a nice cuppa and wick to light a flame with as I wax poetic. The question lies as to when will look down and see the bath this site has made me has been slowly boiling with carrots and exotic spice inside

#frogboiling #new site new me #i am being cooked by a witch #and their name is tumblr

I suppose I should use this hellsite to ramble. I've had the idea for a story (as writing is what I like doing if u couldn't tell by the link sitting in my bio) but I thought it would be interesting to hear about an end of world story where the main focus is after the actual said apocalypse. The world has struggled to rebuild. What came and swept it along the path to where the world is now is long gone. Bits and scraps of broken people roam the streets, looking to amass enough strength and size to clog a power vacuum and take ownership above a sizable amount of all else. And around four to five people kick the absolute shit out of those people. If they win, if they lose, it doesn't really matter in the grand scheme of anything. It's not like it'll be the end of the world. That was years ago

#writing #written #wrote #ideas #hopefully this finds somebody who can take the idea and use it #maybe it'll be me #who knows at this point #ass whooping

I think it's time for my life fucking w people on Twitter to end temporarily. I simply do not have the follower account to make fun of people in an effective manner. First I must start farming some funny tweets, get a couple good ones out, maybe do something first that helps boost my fame a little and THEN BAM. I can be petty at a small scale. Like I'm a pro baseball player showing up to little league ready to knock noggins

#evil scheme #fame plan #get it its like game plan #but like FAME #genius

I think the intense desire for fame and luxury is generally bad unless u desire it for bastard purposes. I do not want money to have money, I want money to use on maybe a semi decent house n the rest is EXCLUSIVELY to buy stupid shit like propeller hats n massive penis sculptures. I do not want influence to use said influence, I want influence to post something horrendous n have thousands do that face Finn did in adventure time when that water touched his cheek

Forgot that I had a Tumblr. Maybe it was better that way

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