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Bob Ross told me I don't have to be good at something so long as I enjoy it and with that philosophy in mind, I've been vomiting into the reply box ever since.
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Bob Ross told me I don't have to be good at something so long as I enjoy it and with that philosophy in mind, I've been vomiting into the reply box ever since.
i’m not downloading a fucking zip off someone from kiwifarms
If you listen to not a single word I ever say, take this as gospel. NEVER TALK TO THE FBI.
Where does nature say I cannot fornicate myself with a banana?
Ugh. Just imagine that scene. Pus-stained My Little Pony panties scattered around the room amidst the discarded packaging for Transformers figures and amiibos. The sour smell of a neckbeard nest combined with the cloying, sickly odors of a WWI field hospital. Fake, exaggerated giggling echoing through the room. On the bed, a pile of pallid, pockmarked flesh, writhing and moaning, desperate to experience the euphoria they were promised. None of them will ever find it, but they keep up the charade for the sake of the others.
Labelle's entire shtick is about presenting a certain way and profiting from it, so yeah, especially on the heels of a exceptional "self portrait" we're going to comment (and mock) Labelle's appearance. If you don't like it, then by all means steer the conversation in another direction by commenting on Labelle's actions or art instead but don't pretend this thread is some kind of intellectual character study to be held to higher standards.
We're a bunch of assholes gossiping about exceptional individuals.
And Labelle is fat.
I am a "normie" by the standards of the new generation, and by that I like to think it is just fancy talk for having a life that amounts to more than staring at a screen and substituting likes and shares for actual human contact.
I somehow allowed myself to believe that people used the internet like we academics do, to exchange information and knowledge for the betterment of society
I made obscure pleas with those on the internet to start using it for what it was intended to be used for as opposed to what it has become...
I am going to go ahead and log off the site I just found today and get back to writing for people who actually appreciate my knowledge base.
What is sad is that I am an actual published author in scholastic journals
going to be deleting my account because having even my burner associated with the fuckery of this place makes me feel dirtier than that banjo playing redneck from "Deliverance."
You people are truly the embodiment of everything this great creation was never supposed to be, and you take great pride in being the largest pieces of scum the earth, or the internet that is, has to offer.
I get solace from being able to log off this after getting the work I should've had done hours ago before this rabbit hole piqued my interest, to walk upstairs to my beautiful and aspirational wife, wake up tomorrow with companionship you all clearly lack, and forget I ever stumbled upon such a horrific place.
Man, last month was my 5 year kiwi-versary. Time flies when you're shit posting.
Tell us about your sexual encounters, if you've had any that weren't child you being molested.
I don't even completely have autism. I mean, I used to when I was like...8. But...I think I've been cured from it from years of therapy.
I live with a human. Don't judge me.
It's okay Dynastia. You can admit you were an autistic faggot like the rest of us and life goes on, m8.
oh my god she's still here
I don't understand people siding with animals. If an animals dares to hurt a human in any non-playful manner, that's the last thing it will ever do in my book.
I don’t know who this girl is but any cat takes a bite or swipe at me is gonna get so much more than just being tossed.
Nice bait. I guess we're at the stage where it's simps versus cats.
Paying 300 dollars for 4-5 exclusives and ports of steam games is literally every modern console.
Breaking News: Men Going Their Own Way Still Haven’t Left Basement
im afraid of waking up one day and realize im a tuscan sock
I can't believe they made the neon green dog cock canon.