freaking....blogging....

oh blaby it didnt mean anything to me, you gotta blelieve m.e

my names sweetie 3000 because the last 2999 sweeties were all destroyed

yaouch! that hurts me when you hit me until I'm blood

"i'm doing this for my wife and kids" justifications are so so so fucking funny like even ignoring the patriarchal arrogance the naked desperation to have an excuse to commit acts of heinous violence and the implications of the family unit as property to be defended and butchered like livestock it's like. if you want a hole to die in so badly grab a shovel and go outside. why are you digging the fucking trenches in our living room man.

[ID: screenshot of a tumblr post by @ peteseeger edited to say "How did your great grandpa stepping on a landmine protect his family" end ID]