🌶️ so when I was a kid I was on this boat and it was on crocodile and hippo infested waters and I kept almost sliding into the water but nobody was doing anything and I remember 4 year old me fighting for my life on the top deck having to sway side to side with boat so I didn’t slide off the edge. And now everytime I see your username I remember how much I wanted to cry cause my mum wasn’t doing anything to stop me from becoming crocodile breakfast.

Also I think your blog is super cool btw🥰🥰

oh my god??? and NO ONE IS GONNA HELP HER... wow some world we live in...

i am so sorry. at least ur living to tell the tale but christ... NO ONE?? NOT EVEN YOUR MAMA. didn't even put you in her lap or something? that's insane ☠️ well... we both crying for (or because) of crocodiles. we are so connected. we are one.

and tysm <333 i think YOU'RE really cool. R u okay. R u good. looking out for you

THANCRED?????

Omg bestie no, you need to at least place Derekica above Komodo snail coochie back ass. Like SAY WHAT YOU WILL ABOUT DEREK’S AXE BOOTY SCPRAY BUT AT LEAST HE HAS HIS HAIR IN CHECK. KOMODO JUST LETTING HIS HAIR DOWN, LIKE WITH NO HIGH PONY TAIL OR A BUN LIKE ANY SANE HUMAN BEING. YOU KNOW HIS BACK IS SIMMERING WITH ALL THOSE DAMN LAYERS.

5555555555557.🧎555666777777777 GE I- :::::::::::::: 🧍🧍🧍🧍🧍🧍🧍🧍🧍........

this ask literally hit me in the head like a bat. Anon, please understand that when I read this I had to sit down because my chest hurt from wheezing so hard. I will be thinking about "komodo snail coochie back ass" for a very long time. Thank you very much for your take. You have opened my eyes to the truth.

Komodo I'm sorry but Anon REALLY FUCKING GOT UR ASS HERE LOL VH6665 THEY LITEARLY KILLED YOU IN ONE FATAL BLOW. THIS IS UNRECOVERABLE FOR YOU

i was gonna make a "now draw him telling me everythings gonna be okay" joke about renfield but ideally hes the one that needs to be told that but realistically wed stare each other on the face waiting for the other to start in an awkward yet slightly disturbingly comforting manner

Baby girl TBH is such cringey. I'd go "ewwwww" if I heard that.

are u lost, baby girl?

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there is. NO WAY. that george. GEORGE. smoked weed for the first time. in amsterdam. just a lil ‘✨fuck it!✨’ moment i guess but like. GEORGE

the older i get and the closer i am to reaching 30, the more the people around me try to deny me my age. it’s a constant ‘oh you’re just turning 29 again teehee 🤭’ or ‘dont tell your SO that, he’ll leave you for a younger model 😉’ and i just???? hate it?????????

i spent my entire teenaged years fighting for my life. i crawled through the deepest pits of my depression to cling to the promise of a life beyond that pain. i was so convinced that i was going to die young, that i would never see the grace of my age starting with a 2, let alone 3.

so im going to turn 30, and there’s not a damn thing anyone can do to stop me from loving it.

the work printer cries out, "no stop, that's too much! youre gonna make me jam!" as i load a full ream into her tray, but it's too late. "see, you can take it. you're doing such a good job for me." i coo into her feeding tray as i begin printing the morning reports. her warning lights turn red as she moans in i assume ecstacy

they would NOT fucking have communication skills that good

my evening

I think at some point in time we need to sit down and start explaining to artist who want to make a career out of art that there are FAR more options than just "living off of commissions" and "posting my art online and praying I get paid for it".

i dont like the idea that kids these days are doing their fandom rps with ai chatbots. that's how you're supposed to make lifelong friends as a weird really online teen.

They’ll never do a Hitman level set in a Furry Convention because gamers would absolutely ruin it but imagine. like the target isn’t a furry he just owns a hotel that happens to have one every year but you can disguise yourself in a fursuit and some guy will ask you “what species is your sona” and 47 would be like “a wolf. i always felt a connection with…hunters.” and then diana would be like “let’s see if you can sniff out some information, furrty-seven” and then he comes to my house and kills me for writing this

he transitioned, it's hatsune mike now

i used to be so good at writing strong, thoroughly-researched, thoroughly-edited essays.

as a kid in hs, my teacher literally came up to me, holding my 40 page essay on the intersection of the European witch hunts and capitalism/exploitation/gender roles (it was supposed to be 7 pages...whoops) and went like "this is literally a master's-degree level thesis. what are you doing?? you could literally use this as your final dissertation in a master's program, what the fuck."

NOW??? NOW?? you'd think I'd be oh so skilled. but alas. i can barely piece together two ideas. adhd skill-regression is so so real. im SOBBING