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Holy shit I just woke up to the wild blowing outside my house at like a billion miles an hour dude! What the fuck that is so loud! If I didn't know better I'd think there was a fuckin tornado in my yard, fucking hell!

Hanging in the woods part 4

Someone really just tried to tell me that Dan and Phil give the same vibes as Davekat and I had to have a full argument about how completely wrong and opposite that is because one is sweet and wholesome while the other is "I'm drawing dicks" and "fuck you bitch"

It's just homestuck again

yall i realized i forgot to post this to tumblr but happy belated 4/13

time is a flat circle

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I have come up with this wonderful idea.

The dick dealer! Lmao.

Things the gays own

- rainbows (duh)

- the state of California

- names that end with aden

- the F word, its ours, straights can't have it

- Home by cavetown

- mismatch socks

Add more if I missed any!

The Way I'm Sure Mice Are Meant To Die

I'm not always sure what God's I worship

I'm not always sure of my own morals

I'm not always sure of my theories of the afterlife

But something I am sure of and always have been is my belief in mother earth

And my hatred of cruel glue traps

I know the mice are not meant to be here

If I were fast enough to catch them to release I would

But I know I am not

So if it must come to a trap I will use something that is fast

Because between a quick bullet to the brain execution or a long tortureous death of struggle and starvation

I think all of us would choose the first choice

Mind you this creature is dying for such a petty crime

Just trying to survive somewhere they don't even know they shouldn't be

When it's over I'll bury him

The mouse in my room that will soon be in a trap that I've set

And I'll feel bad for murdering something more innocent than my own kind

But I will feel better knowing he did not suffer

And that I return him to the earth from which he came

Become throwing a creature of earth

of flesh and bone once granted life

Into layers of plastic with the pollution bound for a graveyard of garbage

It feels so wrong

Even as a child I knew that

It goes against all nature and worse starves earth of her meal

It's take with no true give

I'll likely repeat this to deaf ears of family

When they find me digging a hole for a pest

If I had a choice I'd be buried with no coffin

But I know I don't

So all I can do is hope for the cheapest one

Made of the softest wood

Something easy to rot

I'd rather not keep mother earth waiting long for her meal

For now I'll give her back the small mouse that wandered away from her to my own den

And hope she sees his death not as unatural cruelty but as predator sharing prey

The way I'm sure mice are meant to die

Guess who can officially drive bitches! And guess who still hates it!

My fictional crushes really prove that I don't give a fuck how you look and it's all personality based. I'm crushing on all sorts of creatures where looks means absolutely nothing. Sentient robots that all look the same? I like specifically those two with the personality of loser and brave woman. Monsters? What are they like? Is she a badass? Is he a sweet but nervous wreck? Better question are they a cocky little shit? If the answer is yes I want them and any others can fuck off!

I'm on a pipeline hyper fixation and I don't know how to feel about it.

It leads me many a place yet I try helplessly to swim against the current.