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Suddenly sad to realize I'll never know what it's like to be capable of queefing, or the joy and laughter that comes with such an ability.
Something to do with random, drunken mental diarrhea revolving around the pun "Kate's Bush" and the idea of sampling queefs into a Fairlight CMI.

Is it allergies or covid?
Seriously sick of thinking this.

I had such a long day at work. I'm coated in a layer of sweat-scum, and all I want to do is take a shower. Not that I have the energy, but I feel disgusting and want to get it over with as soon as possible. Of course someone's in the bathroom taking a shit with the door open.

The fireworks look like giant corona virus.

Americans are wild as fuck.
Solid explosions for the last 2 hours.
Non stop harsh explosion wall.
Burnt paper and gunpowder smoke fill the valley. 1500 miles of shoreline.

Imagine being a guy who thinks he was given cancer from a vaccine but also thinks wearing a mask and stay at home orders are a government conspiracy

I keep scratching myself to bloody pustules with a pair of white-handled scissors to this Dystopia song, yet it's my favorite Dystopia song. What in the ever loving fuck is wrong with me? Besides the fact that I am terminally diseased and DO deserve to die?



....and yet, I manipulate you all with intimate details. Those WHITE-HANDLED SCISSORS. Sick pervert, narcissitic cretin.

I am shivering in an alcohol-induced winter. PITY ME NOT.

Nothing against Willy Nelson but I don't want 'on the road again' playing in my head.
Fuck

RUBBISH wrote: ↑Thu Jul 09, 2020 6:31 am Nothing against Willy Nelson but I don't want 'on the road again' playing in my head.
Fuck

Better than the devil went down to Georgia?

Neighbors are getting a donkey.
They don't really need one.
Damnit...a donkey.