rose-colored boy

if I were a bee I'd fetishize the idea of a beekeeper clipping my tiny wings so I can't escape (remembers you're not supposed to say shit like that) I mean yesterday I ate two yogurts normally

and a cannon is a large mounted gun, usually on wheels, that uses explosives to fire projectiles.

some kids came on the train and saw someone they knew hopping on yhe train at the next station. one of them goes "yo is that gay sam??" and im like ughhh. okay is that what we're doing. and then sam comes over and theyre like GAY SAM WHATS UPP and gay sam is like NOT MUCH IM GOODDD IM FRIED RIGHT NOWW and they were like classic sam. so. thats on me for assuming honestly

What does hate fuck mean ?

when hate someone so much you fuck them

ugh we need more manipulative characters that aren’t evil. lie and cheat and steal for a good cause. control every narrative. use narcissism for justice. ruin all of your personal relationships for the good of the mission.

Folks forget how common a trope it was in movies from the 70s and 80s that the teenage boy would have a stack of racy or explicit magazines under his bed, or for teenage girls to swoon over the muscular lifeguard climbing or if the pool/ ocean. The awkwardness of "The Talk" in 90s media came up all the time and generally was a call from the parent for the teenager to be careful, rather than it being treated as SINFULL. Teenage sexuality was treated as funny because it was embarrassing for kids to get caught or be taught about it, but it wasn't this taboo subject that masses of people would jump to calling pedophilia.

"all you ever do is complain" that's not true. I also resent.

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Posts that be like “If I were a monster that had to eat people, i would just eat horrible people~” are so absurd to me. How often do you see Known Criminals on the street? Billionaires out for a nightly stroll around town? Effectively fucking never. If I have to drag myself to the grocery store, you think it’s gonna be any easier for me to hunt Bezos and Co. every time my stomach growls? I can’t bother to plan meals more than a day in advance, how am i gonna perform whole ass detective work to confirm someone’s a serial killer before i eat them? Ya’ll got that much time on your hands? Planning 5 course meals every night of the week? Don’t make me laugh. Eat a pedestrian and tragically wrestle with guilt like the rest of us, idiot.

Being high has me saying things like “I like friends” as if it’s some profound relization

a puff of truthweed will have your breath carry only the undeniable