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my dead wife. the ad free internet

need to use these as art refs

ARTISTSSS TURN THIS INTO A TUXEDO PLEASSSSE AND PUT A CHAPEL IN THE BACK

reading my diary from when i was 11… jesus christ i was such an insufferable tumblr child

chill went down my spine when i read ‘I have no shuck clue what the klunk they mean’… FREE ME

not everything is getting worse. at least you don't hear high hopes by panic at the disco every day anymore

On the topic of seam ripper play in erotic muppet fanfiction, I also just kind of wish I was made of a material that someone else could gently rip apart at the edges and reshape me in a some sort of different arrangement. God made me in his own divine image but I am not divine and divinity burns me. I see the people who have pulled at their own threads and made themselves into something really beautiful, and I see them nod at each other in solidarity and understanding, but they do not see me as I silently scream to them from the ground. I am an unmoving puppet and I need another's hands to grant me permission to become myself. I am trapped in a body that burns me and I lack both the hands to undo its seams and the mouth to cry out in pain. I do not know how to stop smiling. Man you KNOW the muppets got sooo freaky backstage

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