imagine youre successfully running a wellness cult in upstate new york that may or may not be laundering money but it's okay because everyone said it's fine if you launder their money because you're super hot and charismatic and then you kidnap your cannibal ex wife to save her life because she tries to kill herself after thinking that her best friend killed himself when really he did but also you helped him do it but you didnt mean to it's just a hallucination of your dead best friend appeared at right that moment and then you spend a week administering trauma therapy on your ex wife and also fucking her with the strap and sometimes fucking her with the strap as a form of trauma therapy and it's going GREAT but also you are having full scale hallucinations and getting fake therapy from someone who's not there and you're not remotely dealing but it's okay because your hot ex wife is finally healing but THEN your other four cannibal ex wives show up and you realize your therapist is in fact in your imagination and then your main ex wife lovingly fingers you while you dance around a bonfire with your other ex wives but then one of the ex wives' current husband calls and reveals that four of your ex wives including your favorite ex wife did do a murder together and so you say hey what if we did russian roulette group murder suicide and your favorite ex wife is like hey what if we didnt do that but youre too fucked up to listen to her because you havent taken care of yourself in maybe 25 years or possibly ever and it's fine because who needs to take care of themself when theyre a hot cult leader with a bunch of sexy murderous ex wives. which you are. and then you change into a beautiful velvet caftan while buffy saint marie plays and then you and your ex wives hunt one of your other collective ex wives (the one with the husband) through the woods and try to kill her with knives in the hopes that this will fix the wanted for murder thing and in the process some of your ex wives try to call a psych ward on you but then your other ex wives call it off. and then the ex wife with the husband's daughter shows up and shoots you in the arm for trying to kill her mom and youre so excited about how powerful she is that you dont even try to keep doing the ritual hunt or care that she shot you but then one of your cult members who is sort of at this point your co adopted daughter with your favorite ex wife sees you get shot and shows up with your favorite ex wife's gun and is about to shoot at least one of your wives and then one of your wives is about to kill her with some fentanyl but your favorite ex wife jumps in the middle to save her and thus rewrite the trauma from the death of her father and of her dead best friend's brother and then she dies . and your other ex wives send you away to the psych ward and your cult gets shut down and youre trying desperately to grasp onto any kind of hope because that's what you do and you realize that at least your redhead ex wife who is dying of cancer and also turned you into a cult leader in the first place will likely stop dying of cancer now that your favorite ex wife is dead. and meanwhile your teen self is helping guide your favorite ex wife to the afterlife and keeping her company . and none of it has hit you yet except maybe it always is and your remaining ex wives promise to come visit you in the psych ward. this happened to lottie yellowjackets.

happy lottienat thursday it’s lottienat thursday

happy lottienat thursday

it’s lottienat thursday everyone happy lottienat thursday . everyone do something to mark the day

happy lottienat Thursday times may look bleak but we stay silly . anyway will nat drag Lottie from the brink of death tomorrow will they betray each other will they kiss each other will they kiss on the mouth will it be all of the above!!!! I don’t know. I’m scared but no I’m not I trust them through all of time

happy lottienat thursday im too lazy to find the original post right now but happy lottienat thursday that's when we all get excited for what lottienat are going to do tomorrow. personally i hope they fuck with the strap