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How much do you think it would cost me to fuck this chick?

Am I a woman now?

GIRL TASTE MY LOVE EVERY SINGLE LAST DROP
WONT BE SATISFIED BABY TILL UR BEGGING ME TO STOP
OOP THERE HE GO ITS THAT BOY AGAIN
I MEAN THAT COCKY MOTHERFUCKER ALL HE DO IS WIN
I MEAN THAT ECCHI SISTER LOVER, KAMI SAMA UNDERCOVER
FUCK AROUND AND BREAK THAT RUBBER
DONT SPEAK OF IT LIKE ANOTHER

You tend to have trouble with other people, don't you?

You've spent a lot of time thinking about why that is. It's not that you're unlikeable, or ugly, or anything like that; in fact, for most of your post-adolescent life, you've had to avoid making friends. "Had," of course, being quite a generous use of that word to use, there. It makes me sound like such a princess, doesn't it? Oh, woe is me, I'm too great; won't someone take pity on the poor man with too many opportunities to make friends.

You disgust me sometimes. You think if you say it yourself, someone else won't? Idiot.

But - it's a fact. I do this thing where I go out of my way to ingratiate myself with people, often successfully, then immediately push them away if they like me back too much. It's a sort of shit test. It's also the reaction of a child when they see themselves in the funhouse mirror for the first time. You're me - well, you're what I could be. You're how someone else might see me, through a different lens, in the way that I'm someone else seeing you. You are my reflection and you are reflecting. How do I know that you don't see me as a monster? How do I know that I don't see me as a monster through your eyes? How do you know that I know that neither of us is seeing the other as a monster, and forcing a perfect smile as my or your brain paints big fucking red flag symbols on your baggy eyes, your unshaven face, your wrinkly hair, and your unfashionable shoes?

fuck Nylon 6

Your fortune: Average Luck

the gummi ship

you're so big bury san !

Your fortune: Good news will come to you by mail

I had a dream I was in the hive from re1 and a licker behind a pane of glass was mutating and snapping at me and I was mocking it then it growled and jumped into the vents and i went "oh fug" and it opened the door but didnt come for me instead I said fuck it I'll come to you then he jumpscare bit my headoff lol

And the other night this cute girl was smiling at me then the smile stretched and deformed into like the smiley entity from backrooms and instead of look away I faced her straight on with my own smile


oh and then I was at a Miku x Teto concert

Your fortune: Good news will come to you by mail

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Be careful guys :(

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I crave distraction, yet it does not satisfy. nothing does.
I try to let my mind wander but it just preoccupies itself with meaningless chatter.
is this purgatory?