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[Off 1 beer] I need your Blood

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i could blog better than this but i won't
one of my favorite tropes in chinese literature is when a guy’s wife is clearly a ghost/demon/fox fairy and he just can’t see it. i’m reading a story where this guy keeps getting arrested because his wife will just magically steal steal shit out of sealed boxes and give it to him as a present, and whenever someone is like dude i think something’s up with his wife he asks her and she’s like i’m literally normal. so he turns around and says yeah guys she’s literally normal
me when my disabilities disable me:
You will come to Chicago prime and you will like it

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dying in a horror movie bc the sound of me opening my dr pepper echoes across the field loud as fuck and i am located instantly
man knows what he’s about
pros of living right next to a field: - right ouside window - pretty field - aminal :)
cons of living right next to a field: - Corn - corn harvest - air full of corn - all corn. everywhere - corn is like glitter. its in everything. on everything - you cannot escape the corn
There IS Corn In My Fanter Soder
My Fucking Cat Is Covered In Corn
Girls just being girls!
Every time I see this I watch the whole thing and I just love it a lot so I’m finally reblogging

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I don't like it when you post body horror
my blog is called lustcannibalism by the way
i think that other people have access to an Energy source that i don’t but that’s okay i’m happy for them i do wish that was me though
stop that’s so funny
I propose an alternative to "not my circus, not my monkeys" which is "I'm only a monkey in this circus".
Damn, something you always sorta knew but didn’t realize until it’s made explicit like this lol.
This is amazing. My nephew's name is on this list.
The twist: he's stealth trans. He chose that name.
I'm about to inflict untold psychic damage on my nephew.

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i went to "mad at me" island expecting to find people i knew, something i understood. but when my boat landed, standing upon the shore were a million empty husks wearing my own face. every foot of the island was occupied, and everywhere i went, they watched me with contempt. they never spoke, never breathed. they simply watched. no matter how i grovelled and begged, snarled and cursed, tried to hide or kicked and hit, they simply stared. the hatred in their gaze was inescapable, but i could hardly return it, knowing that their doomed existence was of my own creation. knowing that the hatred was nobody's but my own. in the end i just wept, unable to stand the relentless gaze of my own infinite glare.
the guy who i accidentally cut off in traffic last week was there also