My Fucked Up Rib Won't Stop Me From Wearing Corsets, The Stabbing Pain Shan't Make Me Less Of A Whore

also it’s always like “hey im jessica, this is my baby, his name is chainsaw slasher, he is made of titanium, spinning blades, and fire. i love him dearly” vs “im karter, this is my vile creation, it’s called princess pinky sparkles the kitten bot, it is covered in rinestones and throws glitter at its oponents, god hates me for creating it but is too afraid to challenge me.” and then princess pinky sparkles the kitten bot demolishes chainsaw slasher while both the creators watch with glee

competitive sports are not my thing at all but holy fuck i love bot fights- killing machines with googly eyes beat the shit out of each other while the nerds controlling them look absolutely giddy? 10/10 fucking incredible entertainment

Source: Associated Press

perhaps a comedically large mallet to the head will save me

getting a worst enemy who's just some guy sucks bc i want to fist fight this bastard but instead he's just responding to me on google reviews, like a coward

i fucking love potato salad so much you get some potatoes and mayonaide nd pickles maybe or celery nd you mix and it so good i love potato salas

expiriencing masculine urges (maternal instincts)

wait thats a bong

they should invent a magical girl wand that makes you chill tf out

some drawtectives art i made! i plan on doing all the main characters eventually but for now here's the boys :)

i enter the political art exhibition going yay! i love art galleries! yippee!

i exit the political art exhibition going there are kinds of exploitation i could never have even imagined

i should give my piss boy plush piercings because york is pork now