not everything is an ending

sometimes you read something that makes you really understand why anne rice wanted to burn the institution of fanfiction down

was i silent or was i silenced

ban men's sports i have seen enough

we need to come up with a better term for bootlicking because i personally think licking someone's boots is a beautifully erotic & romantic gesture

god the horrible urge to vague post is eating me alive but i must

someone wronged me once

you’re so fucking spoiled you get to pick out which radiator you get chained to

let's touch eachother's private parts

oh here we go. another communist wanting to "touch" (seize) "private parts" (private property). ugh. tankie punks fuck off.

Hi, my name is James Webbony Dark'ness Dementia Raven Space Telescope and I am a telescope in space (that's how I got my name) and I have a five-layer aluminum-coated Kapton sunshield protecting my instruments and gold-coated hexagonal primary mirror segments like limpid tears and a lot of people tell me I look like Lady Gaga (AN: if you don't know who she is, get the hell out of here!). I'm not related to the Hubble Space Telescope, but I wish I was because he's a major fucking hottie. I'm an infrared telescope but I am much larger than Spitzer. I have 18 primary mirror segments. I also study exoplanets, and I go to a telescope school in L2 where I'm in orbit (I was launched in 2021). I can see distant galaxies (in case you couldn't tell) and I wear mostly gold. I love space, and I take all my photos there. For example, today I was taking a photo of the Cartwheel Galaxy, which is about 500 million light years away. I was using my NIRcam, NIRspec, MIRI, and FGS-NIRISS. I was walking outside L2. It was around 1 million miles away from Earth and there was no sun, which I was very happy about. A lot of preps stared at me. I unfolded my primary mirrors at them.

it is so annoying being so self aware about all my issues like okay what now girl

Wouldst thou like to live fergaliciously