i was having a very tmi convo in a hotel bar with my friend where he was telling me that every time he is intimate, he immediately cleans and goes to bed.
i say "hey that's a little american psycho"
he says "well, do you have ibs?"
and in that moment, i really believed that he was telling me that the reason he hits it and quits it is because of his ibs. ibs makes you loveless.
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"i know i am no better than swine
i scream and squeal at the ground 'make me beautiful, in the image of the starry night sky!'
i carve, dirty hands in dirty soil, messages for the gods i may never lay eyes on 'make me perfect. make me feel love. make me.'
-the irony is pigs dont even know what stars look like! and im the pig!! get it? haha! get it????? im sad!!!
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i promise soon ill make happy poems, ive just been so moody lately! i went apple picking with a friend today, we also got pumpkins! sometimes i forget how nice it feels to dress up and play with friends :) sorry no haha funny post today, maybe tomorrow! OH also!! i was thinking about maybe on sunday nights posting "outfit inspo" collages!! so if that sounds cool maybe comment a little "yeah babe" or a "hey kiddo, its dad, i know we havent spoken much since, well really ever. but i wanted you know, im proud of you." to let me know youd like the collages :D!!!
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i relished being the one who made you cry"
-guess who...
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ooookay!!! so i technically missed a day of posting! so what! i was busy making a hinge account so i could fall in love in 24 days and then disappear on my trip or whatever. anyways i saw the most beautiful amazing woman today on a walk downtown and i stopped her to tell her how drop dead gorgeous she was and she went "ha." and walked away. i love her. so m uch! ok thats all for today i am very "eek! anxiety!" today :~(
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hanging from the meat hook all by yourself, handsome?
Going into this bio exam knowing brown eyes are dominant, blue eyes are submissive, and that punettes are square. Wish me luck!
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"she laughs. she laughs hard. "'oh, my god, i know'" she says "'they're so big.'" we both laugh at our son's big balls."
-that fucking psycho colleen hoover
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tonights theme? lights & lamps. why? BECAUSE I SAID SO. i finally read a colleen hoover book for the first time, take a wild guess which one. ive been down this COD hyper fixation rabbit hole for the past month, lots and lots of fan fiction has been read, Ghost specifically. but i make exceptions for soap and konig (im equally in love with them all.) ive never played any of the games before but i sure do know all the lore so i think im better than any man, alive or dead.
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they should invent a cigarette that gives you vitamins and hrt and shit
hey dude, idk how much you remember from the party last night but- yeah, everyone saw your want. yeah no it was pretty late and winding down so it was quiet enough that every single person there saw it throbbing and twitching in your chest and so wet with hunger it was glistening under the kitchen light. they said it looked like it was reaching for something
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band names: Funeral Home Nepo Baby, Munchin on em Piggies, Art Museum Polycule, and Gee Cis
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i changed my mind guys whatever's wrong with me really is special and there is no true diagnosis for it. and also im gonna live forever
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