bruno

you can’g post

it’s just not possible.

Stop Posting , For Me ?

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listen i consider myself an empathic person but after a certain point i get sick of other people’s problems. my friend is always talking about how the jewel-eyed skull on their mantlepiece is tormenting them w its sinister beauty and im over it. like dude i don’t want to talk about this anymore. get rid of the fucking skull

you’ are biased against my skull

i’m not having this argument again man

people will claim to be filled with whimsy and joy for life but then hate musicals……. the vile tongue of man will never cease lying

⚠︎ ! your body has kept the score.

Can someone explain what exactly is the train of thought in people who see a post like "hey if you set your huge fucking dog that runs up to strangers unprompted and also tackles people for fun loose in a public park on purpose, and you just watch that thing endanger everyone without doing anything to stop it, you are an asshole" and decide to dissect it like "hey what if it isn't a huge dog, but just a really really tiny one, who is actually also really skittish of strangers, and I didn't take it off the leash on purpose and it's also not my dog, and actually not a dog at all and was actually just a squirrel? Am I an asshole for seeing a squirrel in the park?" And they're dead fucking serious.

touches U in a very weird but non sexual way

I just heard a baby straight up actually say “Goo Goo Gaga.” Wow. Their famous catchphrase. That’d be like if you heard me say “Please” or “Thank you”