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I met a goat yesterday. She looks like Baphomet. She is a mother. She is shedding weirdly. She is an introvert. She likes waffle cones. Her name is Vampy. I would kill for her.

What Are Your Hopes In Concerning of The State of Being a large egg ?

Is There A Thing You Would Love Most About Being an egg ?

Once a large egg, I hope to be able to rule the lands in over easy glory. And what I love most about being an egg is not having to worry about paying my taxes. The IRS isn’t gonna waste time on a calcium nugget spawned from a chicken

when do you plan on becoming a full, large egg?

also what is the year of rhe egg

I will be a full, large egg when the time is right. And it’s just the year of me. It’s egg time, baby

Thinkin’ about when I came out to my best friend (at the time) who was (said* she was) a lesbian. I then told her about my current partner (who I wasn’t yet with) and how he was my favorite person currently living. She then told me how she was into me (thelileggBOY) and how she could see a future with me. So like a month later I started dating my partner and she started dating the literal scum of the earth (but that’s a different story)

Dearest Gaud,

I do not know what you are made of. I would like to know what you’re made of. Please tell me what you’re made of. Please please please please please please please please

Thinking about the time a few friends and I were dancing on stage in our school’s auditorium for funzies before the middle schoolers we were being stage crew for got there and then they started an active shooter drill (yee-haw) and we ran to the girl’s dressing room (one girl, one enby, and two boys) and we hid behind props and under costumes and quietly played Taylor Swift while pooping ourselves because we could hear the fake intruders walking around and the announcements kept coming on and saying they were getting closer to the auditorium THAT WE WERE IN

Then it ended and we went back to dancing and the middle schoolers showed up

I love when someone asks if I do something that happens to send me into trauma flashbacks. And I mean things that they’d genuinely have NO IDEA would do that. But do I let this upset me? No, no. We end up being like:

“Do you listen to Mother Mother?”

“Not since the incident”

And then they nervously giggle while I explain the incident in full detail <3

This was a real conversation between a friend of mine and I

This was a real conversation between a friend of mine and I

I spent about fifteen minutes scream-crying in my car today, and now I’m waiting to silence-cry in the shower. I did not make it to where I was headed. I didn’t make it out of the driveway <3

Happy Morrissey month to all those who celebrate 🏳️‍🌈🇬🇧💣🎤💀

I have come to realize that in this day and age, in my small town specifically, I have caused a small group of people to reinvent Christianity in a less meaningful way. They all want to kill one guy to pay for all evil in the world. They also all think I’m going to kill this guy. And this guy keeps asking me for help like I’m gonna get him out of this. This guy is me. I’m effectively Jesus, Judas, and god in this senecio and I’M LIVING FOR IT

I feel like the, “Please don’t talk to me; I just ate glass,” guy right now and it is NOT tickityboo

I just want three other people to do that lil’ part in the Russian sailor dance with. Is that too much to ask??

I do not appreciate how my brain functions on both cat logic and vampire logic. You need to invite me to talk or look at you or exist, until you don’t and I never shut up and get offended that you’d let me yap that long

One time, my old group of friends tried to guilt me into going on a roller coaster with a weight requirement because of a drop. I didn’t meet the weight requirement. The told me that I should just go any way and then made fun of me and called me a pussy for being scared. Yeah, I was scared. Scared of being hurled from a fucking roller coaster and like eighty miles per hour. And the best part of this story is that the thing BROKE before they even got on it.

I don’t talk to these people anymore.

Today, I had my demonias on. This guy was behind me and yelled, “LOOK AT THE FAG IN THE BOOTS,” and lil’ buddy thought he was doing something. Like, yeah. Look at me. I’m hot

To whoever is singing in the storage room, you sound beautiful and I too live for the applause, applause, applause

Everyone, you need to stare at the nearest trans person RIGHT NOW. And give them a safety vest and other reflective shit for good measure

No, babe, it was just the way you said you were gonna forget we talked over summer break, then called me a monster, and fucked my best friend

Sergei and I had this crazy bonding moment a few years ago where we were in Florida and I got up to pee and The 27 Club was on (it was like four AM) and I just watched in confusion and awe at this guy wearing a toupee that didn’t match what hair he had left as he begged me to pray and as Jesus something and then I looked over and Sergei was also sitting up and watching it and we just stared at each other and watched this guy for a while. We still talk about it sometimes because of how weird it was. Neither of us are Christian, which makes the whole thing funnier

Real talk, girl talk.

Do you think I’m going home and sobbing to MCR when y’all call me emo?

And real talk, girl talk.

Why do y’all get so butt-hurt when I call you a prep in retaliation??

And REAL talk GIRL talk.

If you don’t want me to call you that, why do you call yourself preppy???

And REAL TALK, GIRL TALK.

Is it REALLY the end of the world if someone you’ve been mocking for years is quoting My Immortal to their friends after calling you a prep????

AND REAL TALK, GIRL TALK.

I REALLY don’t understand why this is an issue, preps; get over yourselves

The sheer amount of POWER I hold in this lil’ noggin ‘o’ mine.

This girl went IN DEPTH into her weird Harry Potter fanfic/role-play game she created with her cousin years ago and I TOOK. NOTES.

I could just write out what happened, and attach the official art they created for it, and send it out to the masses.

I am genuinely considering this.