call me sunny! he/they, transmasc enby :-)22yo aspiring artist and poetbad at keeping an online presence bc of the wretched adhd addled brain my skull houses
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… and now, the weather.
me clicking on a video from the silliest man in the world: teehee what wacky hijinks await me
world renown block clown mumbo Fucking jumbo: you ever think about how old technology seems to live forever in the suspended state of whatever the newest advancements were at the time. how most technology immediately and fundamentally tells you when it was important and when it was left in the dust. it’s suspended in its era forever, and in that it is perfect.
stagnation is a form of death but nostalgia is cruel immortality. still i find myself locked in pursuit of it until i finally stumble across the undeath of the mechanical. as my hard earned improvement truly begins to pay dividends, surrounded by my opus of change, i will freeze myself in eternal utopia. the only way to never die is to preemptively kill whoever you might become. i will not have a grave, i will not be ashes and dust. i will be a perfect, extant machine.
me: Ok. i dont think this will plague me at all actually. like video.
reminded me of this gem
Eat the MOON dude
eat the MOON
I don't gotta explain anything
The objective could not be more clear
get up and
eat the moon
go go GO GO GO
You've always wanted to eat the moon
gO GO GO GO GO GO
am taking perverse pleasure in reminding people it's 2025. that's a star trek year. silly little science fiction number. except it's happening, and DANG ain't it underwhelming!
"Send me back, Mother Universe."
On January 2nd 2025, we lost our bunny Mimi after having her for 11 years and 11 months. If she had reached January 7th, she would have been 12 years old. We part blessed and without any "we should have's" or "if only's". We truly were blessed with her love and gave her all of our own.
last bitch standing
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made a new character recently and i love him to fucking bits and i thought i ought to share. his name is silas riley fiverfield :-)
my silly little guy..,
What level of rotted is it when you think you're the most basic man alive for loving the chemical burn scene forgetting that normal people would NOT find that sexual in the slightest nevermind romantic
Absolutely losing it at this Reddit post
And the update
She buttered Jorts
tonight's curse is: acid reflux
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when the club is fighting or something
Kid Pix just became pubic domain, so the remade (but pretty much exactly the same) version is now available here. It's uh, wild, highly recommend checking it out not only for the wonderful nostalgia but you can legit make some incredible looking stuff!
another cool bug on this site is when youre on mobile and suddenly the ads will just move and cover the post youre reading
A goblin and an elf have decided to defy tradition and get married. Their ceremony will be held in the magical forest in accordance with elven tradition.
Love is a shambling thing, gray-faced and gasping.
It moves in from the west, the setting sun behind it. Those who see it avert their eyes.
Love stumbles and shutters, Love grasps but is not grasped. It sees a man, and the man does not look away.
Love reaches out a gray hand.
The man touches the hand just lightly, just on the palm, and the man feels heat inside of him. His heart is on fire.
This is not a metaphor.
His heart is on fire and so, soon, is his skin, his hair, his teeth become more and more visible as his face shrinks and melts away.
Love watches dispassionately. Love does not love what it does, Love only does it. Love does not have eyes and neither, now, does the man.
Love is a shambling thing.
It climbs through a window into an infant’s bedroom.
When one of the mothers comes in to check on her baby son, there is love, too, in the crib, curled up inside him.
Love murmurs, and the baby spits restlessly. The baby does not burn, the baby will eventually burn, but by then he will not be a baby.
The woman looks down at the ghastly form of Love curled up beside her son and she thinks, “What have I done?” She cries, not because she is happy or sad, but because that is what her body needs to do next.
Love rises from the crib and passes her without a glance.
Love, with skin that peels and pops and joints that moan and snap, climbs to the top of a tall building and surveys its surroundings. So many people.
It opens its mouth. Its teeth are the only part of its body that look new and healthy.
It has so many teeth...
It yelps and howls, an inarticulate sermon of lost and loss, and everyone hears it. They hear it as a shudder in their stomach and hitch in their step.
Love does not eat or drink, love separates its many teeth and consumes.
It moves out to the east, the night drawing closed behind it. Those who see it avert their eyes.
a meeting of creatures…
microscopic narrator and tyler durden 🤏 they're stickers!!
spiders as a decentralized currency. i got 27 spiders in my spider account
id: a tweet from pop tingz. "max announces the release of the 'luigi mangione: the ceo killer' documentary on february 17th."
hey! just a reminder this alleged "ceo killer" hasn't been convicted of anything, hasn't even gone to trial, was taken into custody without being dna tested or fingerprinted (what fingerprints they did find near the scene were entirely circumstantial), didn't have any contact with legal rep before his extradition hearing, and wasn't identified as a facial match by the fbi's top notch ai software. just don't watch this doc, it's bound to be full of bullshit just like tmz.
What a fucking loser. Reblog if you would love that skylight.
need you to see this banger combination of signs i saw today
There are two hearts on the floor, one is mine, both are yours.
sometimes i doubt myself when i inform people that i have both adhd and autism. i have an adhd diagnosis, but i don’t have an autism diagnosis. i get this feeling like im lying. but multiple autistic people in my life have looked at me unprompted and been like “dude, im pretty sure you’re autistic.” who am i to argue with the rulings of the council?
happy valentines day
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This is The Adjuster (Robin Hoodie, Guy That Shot the CEO, etc.):
And this is Luigi Mangione:
And yes, they are both super cool and hot as fuck but remember, they are two different people. The Adjuster has not been found and Luigi was never involved in the shooting.
Do not talk about them as if they are the same person and do not further spread the idea that Luigi is guilty.
the city where we live doesn't allow public barbecues so my brother fucking welded a grill to a handcart and now hosts "chill and grill sessions" where he sends all his friends his live location so they can hunt him down on their bikes with sausages in their backpacks while he carts it around evading the police like some sort of barbecue vigilante, grilling on the run. i have never been prouder of him