WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

It’s the same picture your honor

sometimes you have to search up a character on your own blog just to see what a real one is saying about them

reminds me of this thing I typed years ago: mama miaa spaGHETTI itsa meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee *The ever-present otherworldly garbled chanting grows in volume from subliminal to clear as day* LETSA GoooOOoOOoOoO *is immediately eviscerated by void-like tendrils as blood and tar pours out of my mouth and nose, swallowed up by the growing lacuna in the canon of our reality.* AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Wahoo!

"greaser greaser greaser" YOU BROSKIS ARE FORGETTIN THE OTP OF OTP'S

floor.

the gears in my head are turning right now

my BIG HAIRY REALISTIC EARS

The way you laughed while drawing this... and how you refused to show me until it was done WAS SO FUNNY

no words. @purrpletiger

so there’s this house down my street thats abandoned but for sale, and my entire family thinks its either haunted or a meth house, but the other day i was driving past it and saw something weird sitting on the for sale post, and about 3 hours later, it wasnt there so i pulled over and got out of the car with my brother and there was a lil furby laying in the grass staring at us with its eyes open and it freaked us out SO two days later we drove past the house again and the furby was sitting on the for salE POST AGAIN and im pretty much scared for my life

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I'm such a fucking rabbit, am absolute bnuuy.

Sasha did always tell me I shouldn’t journal about things while they’re still happening