I am awake at 0:42, talking about world wide politics instead of actually sleeping
I was awake until 4:20 the night before
I was awake until 2:04 before that
Please help I’m in a loop of a rotating 420 times for how long I’m awake
I found out that I have in person classes in 2 days, I was prepping for online courses not in person, fuck.
this is also my response to ppl who decide to call me tiny penis online.
to all the people who say they have/wish to have a megadonger of a dick, just think about this. this exact reason is why you should be happy with your size.
to all the people who say they have/wish to have a megadonger of a dick, just think about this. this exact reason is why you should be happy with your size.
life really went and let me be happy for a hot sec then proceeded to rip that joy out of me and dump me to the curb as an empty husk. thx life I love you too
I read this whilst just coming off of the energy that is turning words into penis and thus I felt penis energy reading this
tumblr should do that thing netflix does where if you try to screenshot a post the screen blacks out. this would prevent containment breaches to instagram/twitter/tiktok and would force people to start coming up with their own jokes. more importantly it would allow a lot of us to stop living in fear
If I’m driving and you come up tail-gating me to an absurd level in a pickup or a jeep, don’t be surprised to hear a very loud FUCK YEAAAAAA or YOU DRIVE WITH A COCK THAT BIG? because I use those tactics to confuse and halt idiots on the road
same here but I’ve ended up locked in the basement, some seem to have titled this place as hell, idk but I’m stuck here and god won’t let me out :(
when god closes a door i lock it
I ain’t been doin so hot with my mental health lately, so I been doing art. I often struggle to connect my life to myself. every single piece represents my minds instabilities.
1) Faded: has what appears to be a heart in the centre though it blends into the background as it is a display of my fears towards affections of any type.
2) Skull: quite simply my occasional considerations towards death put into an image
3) Unfocused: is the struggle I have to associate my life with myself
4) Field: although brightly coloured, it is painted as though everything is at an angle, like if you were to begin falling over, as if the world has swung out from below you.
5) Psychadelia: Notably the clearest and most colourful, this piece contrasts with the rest as it has no construction, the clearest piece is the least focused.
If you do not believe in this wisdom you have failed as a person.
Frog gang is best gang
my dentist: hey I see your wisdom teeth seem to be coming in, have you been experience any pain or irritation?
me: not really, I’ll have the occasional moment where I’m aware of them being there, but it’s not constant you know?
my dentist: okay so we got someone who specializes in wisdom tooth removal, I’ll ask them when they come in later today if they’d be able to remove yours
me: o-okay
You ever just feel your earbud in your ear? like ooh my ear feels that uhoh shit a a a a please why is it not painful just ooh there aaaaaaaaa. And that’s why I hate being hypersensitive
Yes I’m doing okay, everything is fine ::D
Haha my family has given up on me. I like being emotionally and mentally unstable. :D
I will never forget the day I was threatened to be stabbed during math class, just to have the same guy offer me a blowey for my drink later on.
“oh wow you’re that old?? I thought you would have been older because you seem so much more mature“
thanks, I’ve developed a fear of losing connections to other people and being rejected socially through a history of being isolated in my room every day and being called gay boy not just by other students but one of the school counsellors and rather than therapy I just attached myself to self loathing and isolation and I will break apart at the sightest display of acceptance :D
Sorry m8, but if you think I have the capacity to shit give about your respect for me, you have another thing befalling you B)
man, this came out much better than I was expecting
haha I haven’t been breathing goodly today, allergies are tittyprick bitches, 1/10 do not recommend
Like bro, I fucking use these to live??? fucking whack, and I get to make lumps of coal out of them if I want to by smoking a ciggy? fuck yeah, you bet lil timmy’s getting coal for christmas if I ever say fuck it, time to die and smoke a ciggy.
Fuck sex, I just want my mango icecream
my favourite thing about seeing/visiting family is when I have to remind myself how to act like I know what romantic interests are.
To elaborate, his character design is just huh okay then ig. It has some designs that make sense, but then you see him just running perfectly fine in stalletos, like I get that they’re just the shape of his feet but the zombie episode clearly shows that he isn’t just able to run in those feet without problem.
But the fact he can run in them and, not just keep up with Knockout, a fellow decepticon who’s feet have a proper amount of surface area contact to the ground, but outspeed him fucks me up real hard, like excuse me what, how?? Starscream what are you??
He’s also got this thing with his eyes where holy shit why is he so expressive with just his eyes alone?? excuse me??? why do the equivalent of your pupils go from circular to ovals hello?????
The part where his wings legit perk up when knockout says he’s got a nice sheen, basically that he do be attractive, makes me think of like a dogs tail when they’re happy.
But anyways, him also being able to just full on dance with those feet terrifies me, like I’m convinced Megatron is only more powerful than him because he’s put all of his skills into his balance because wow, and yes I know he’d normally just transform into his jet mode, but like, there has to be tons of instances where he wouldn’t want to transform.
I call her Luna, and honestly, this just reflects my mental state rn
Apparently my handwriting has gotten worse since the start of this month, which is nice because like, pog no more having other people commenting on my handwriting all the time B)
Legit the best part is when a koopa troopa yells BYOOOOORT in response to being brain washed. The way brain washing works in the story is bad but I can’t get over the BYOOOOORT. There’s also an entire chapter dedicated to letting my mans Squirps take a shit and like, space travel for the shitter.
Is gameplay meh at times? absolutely but also please why was the intro scene peach and bowser unwilfully marrying??? like excuse me Bleck but using bondage tactics doesn’t make for a legitimate marriage agreement??
also getting chunked is an actually scary thing to hear
Francis the chameleon is fucking wild why does this game have a dating game segment and why does his boss battle have him trying to vore you??
Why does a convict yell HOT GIRL ALERT. WHY IS THE MAID A SPIDER also confirmed slave labour and in the same story segment you pull a sage from the toilet????????
Austin kangaroo from the backyardigans is a fuckboi 100%
Bowser refusing to help peach and mario at first, only agreeing because there’d be no world for him to rule otherwise is a mood, and his refusal to be called sweet just screams me too.
a shady boi was in a loving relationship with a butterfly who is also a pointer but like hypnotism girl also loves the shady boi and it’s just an ouchers moment when rejected. And yes I know she wasn’t originally a butterfly, nor is she technically a butterfly I think??? idk but still they get back together and you know, mans be still in love with her. Honestly tho, good for them, physical form means nothing to them which is just, yeah I wish society was just like that but maybe not to the extreme of fucking an insect but you do you ig
Mr L is cool as fuck but dude imagine if he was Luigi or some shit
MARIO GOES TO ACTUAL HELL AND LIVES
made a drawing of a friends mc character, being hurt by a server hurts man, it really do
Vivez la dépression mon ami
Welcome to hell with a hint of earth sprinkles on the side naruto
the future is now
The exciting of love!
My First Kiss