I'm Sky

I used to think it was kind of an odd factoid that most shark attacks happen because they mistake the outline of a surfboarder or diver for a seal and then I actually visited the ocean for the first time in my life a few years ago and immediately mistook a harbour seal for a guy in a wetsuit and had to be corrected. imagine if I waved and he couldn’t even wave back because his flippers are too short. humiliating for all parties involved

dude’s fucking TORN about whether or not to buy a beret

I've realized recently that every time I'm asked for socials my response is sorta "oh i don't have twitter" "I'm not on Instagram much" "i uninstalled TikTok a few months ago" and this has led people into believing I'm just someone who doesn't do social media but in reality you can find me in here lets get it on cunts monday through shawty like a melody sunday, 9am to 12am, posting blorbo.

I was going to be like "well that certainly was not true cause you deactivated" and then I looked at the blog and. that's literally my old blog.

Bet it feels good as fuck to be disassembled, cleaned and then reassembled as a firearm

this is why they shouldn’t have banned normal porn

no amount of cishets going to plapsburg could ever distract me from the cold certainty of steel

you’ve heard of vitamin B, now get ready for bee vitamins