Voice isn't incomprehensible to normal ears
Can't radiate infallible judgement from pores
Body parts do not grow back
Normal transgender dysphoria:
Chest too big
Chest not big enough
Facial balance wrong
Muscles too prominent
Skeletal structure too dainty
Incurable secret dysphoria
Not enough eyes
No tentacles
Teeth too dull
No halo
No bioluminescence
1. Funeral Procession on the Highway
2. NASCAR in the Suburbs/Residential
3. Drift Royalty on an Intersection
3.5 Doughnut Makers in the Middle of the Night
4. Tiny Ween Syndrome But it's Your Problem
5. People Who Actually Know How to Drive
6. Cops
3. 19
Walking to the library with a dude from my class. Black kid asks where he's supposed to find more black girls. I tell him he should look aroun the library more or the upper floors or on sports teams. I think he was talking to his friend.
I find my friend and we leave kinda.
Downstairs we learn that there's someonr walking around who doesn't go here and he's been doing weird things to girls in the bathroom.
Random black SRO leads girls to bathrooms to help protect them. He's not the culprit.
Walking around school, same thing.
Bottom floor, dude makes himself known. News teams? Everybody is waiting to see/arrest him. Most of school crowds the dark gym.
I leave the gym to be nosey near the front office. Not enough space, idk how to blend in with bowls under table. I run upstairs bc he's coming. He's up on the third floor.
Radio(?) with girl from GTA rapping/talking about her new song of the experience (she survived him) and saying something about how he was made that "she doesn't do her fucking nails" (π). He yelled that at me too.
I try to run away. I am thrown downstairs. He is arrested (i think).
I meet a black girl on the stairs and we get jumped/harrased by old,fat black men singing about what they want to do(?).
They keep pushing me away and getting between us. I see my dad(?why) in some orange/red/or blue baggy pants, he lifts me up, also singing, and throws me somewhere. Me and my bsf walk around the cafeteria, my other friend is collecting honey combs and making them into sludge. He shows us one as an example and it ends up on the floor (idiot) then walks away withcart to do something else.
...yeah
ππ
What my friends would say to me if they were more blunt with their talking
Tim Wright: Jessica is such a sweet girl. How could you do this to her?
Jay Merrick: I don't know. Bad things are always happening to me! It's like I have bad luck...
Tim Wright: Dude, you don't have bad luck. Bad things always happen to you because you're a dumbass.
What is started getting freaky with the number 9.
Cuz like.... 9??? NINE??? ITS SO PUNK ROCK MY DUDES
So the plan was that i was gonna post something totally epic and relatable but I forgor but trust it would've done numbers
ngl, reminds me of Thea Stilton and her gang (the mouse characters, Geronimo Stilton's sister and co m the Geronimo Stilton universe)
(c) glitterwings, 2003 https://www.deviantart.com/glitterwings/art/ALL-the-boobed-ladiez-2360033
The JJK fandom is pretty toxic, but there are two factions I am extremely fond of:
The fans that genuinely love JJK, no matter what happens, and are grateful for each new chapter.
And the absolute shits who happily encourage friends, family and innocent strangers on the internet to give it a try, with a massive grin...
realrealrealrealrealrealrealrealrealrealrealrealrealrealrealrealrealrealrealrealrealrealrealrealrealrealrealrealrealrealrealrealrealrealrealrealrealrealrealrealrealrealrealrealrealrealrealrealrealrealrealrealrealrealrealrealrealrealrealreal
jack stauber the man you are
#queer as in 'please don't eat my jello' #queer as in 'i am addicted to tall people who don't respect me' #i snort this trope like I'm on designer drugs in the 60s
Queer as in an "identity is fluid and descriptors can be imprecise so I prefer a more general term" sort of way but also queer in a "What are you, a cop?" sort of way.
Nobody made a mosquito Mahito joke yet and itβs saddening
A mosquito and Mahito fly into a bar.
The patrons put on bug spray and start swatting at the bug.
The mosquito flies out unharmed.
This is all I got in me unfortunately
Loser, 17, probably acoustic. Bunch of stuff that the lizard in my head screams out from time to time.
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