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see when people try and nitpick me because i call my dog "my dog" when it's technically "the family dog".......well first of all i still call my brother "my brother" and not "the family boy". although maybe that should change. second of all sorry i'm still thinking about the family boy. btw i fell asleep while making this post last night and i think you can tell

anyway. last night I had a dream that my local lesbian bar was hosting a “motionless dance party”. it was sort of like the inverse of a silent disco—the music is playing out loud but you’re doing all the dancing inside your own head. it was really successful like a lot of lesbians showed up to stand perfectly still in a room together and imagine what dancing would be like.

findom is so fucking hot in concept but in this economy? untenable

you could tell the sub to rob a bank

be a good girl and put on this clown mask for mommy and don't forget to watch out for the bus driver

ive caught myself speaking in 3s like rocky (good good good, etc) irl multiple times and often and idk if thats something i already do but didnt pay attention to until now or if rocky is actually rubbing his nasty carapace off on me

i started doing the "question" thing if that makes you feel less alone

it is literally so addicting its like tone tags if they were awesome, observation

hi so yeah im trying to find the hotel california and i know i have to take the highway to hell but i accidentally turned left onto the boulevard of broken dreams. i took the first hard right onto the rocky road to dublin cuz i thought it would loop back around but it didnt lol and i know im waaaaaay off course bc i just drove by the house of the rising sun haha. so how many miles until i get to the hotel

500 MILES?!?!?!

Every time a welcome to night vale fanartist resists the urge to draw Cecil Gershwin Palmer in the stereotypical tumblr sexyman uniform(sharp 3 piece suit in a fun colour) and explodes a party city on him instead an angel earns its wings

:D -intern z

i recently found out what the * * * that sometimes separates parts of a text is called and youre never gonna fucking believe it

it’s quick, it’s easy and it’s free:  pouring river water in your socks

why would i do that lmao

it’s quick, it’s easy and it’s free