dourly dispirited polka-dot man™️

its kind of fun to uninstall programs you arent using to free up space and see them all beg for their lives

The crazy thing is, ninety-nine times out of a hundred, if you asked me on any given day "Would like to see a picture of some genitals?" my answer would be "😰 No, that's... No, thank you. I'm okay, actually." I have nothing but the utmost respect for people who do engage with the penis side of the internet, but personally, I've spent the better part of two decades doing all I can NOT to have pictures of dick and balls or sexy bikini babe buttcheeks blasted onto my retinas constantly. And yet... to be denied the penis? To have a jumped up pile of javascript tell me, a grown adult with an air fryer and an outstanding council tax bill, that I cannot be trusted to withstand the sight of a bare nipple unless I let it scan my drivers' license? I will move heaven and earth to see that fucking nipple, friend. I will walk a thousand miles barefoot on hot coals before I give you big brother bitches my passport number. A thousand miles through the desert with five VPNs just to press my face up against the glass and see the last uncensored picture of two My Little Pony Characters sixty-nining each other, and I don't even want! to look at it! But I will! I must! for the sake of our fucking democracy!

i know i don’t necessarily need to explain myself but i feel compelled to say that i like tarot in the same way i like dream interpretation and flipping coins for answers— it’s not going to tell you anything you don’t already know, it’s just an excuse to examine the patterns and symbols your brain builds and is drawn to

i wanna make you lol

i wanna make you giggle from your gigglehole