Actually no one should be having sex. All of us are aged-up minors and the passage of time is inherently problematic
*me, drunkenly pressing my face against my 17 year old cats face*: I love you. Do you know that? I hope that somewhere in your brain you can understand that I love you. You have been with me for so long. We have grown up together. I was only eight years old when you came into my life as a kitten. We were both babies. Please understand that I love you more than I can ever say. You are my companion through everything. When you die I will sob and scream and beg for you back, even for a moment. When you rest your paw against my hands there's a connection that passes through time. Humans and animals, bonded since before history began. I love you.
No, you cannot eat my sandwich.
my kid keeps saying shit like i love you momy we'll always be together and i just know i am going to die for narrative reasons soon
for april fools we’re deleting this entire site sayonara you weeaboo shits
pretentious moment incoming but why is everyone's idea of fashion so fucking boring these days. why the fuck did my manager just ask me "what's with the scarf". "what's with the scarf" fuck man do I need a reason to wear a faggy little scarf now? you could just say "nice scarf man". what's with your attitude
“I’m just a girl” first of all you’re a grown ass woman second of all free yourself
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