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New rule, non muslims can’t say the word jihad. Until you stop conflating a word that means personal struggle with faith and temptation with terrorism youre just not allowed to say it.

”DAMMIT CARL LET ME BUILD MY HOME IN PEACE!”

today i learned fish can be dicks

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LETS GET BACK TO SOME MERCYKILL~

Sick! I named him Kaito! Most common kanji for it means Soar and Ocean. I felt like it suited his new blue.

Me, obsessively researching Japanese names to find a meaningful name for the Wanderer that I actually like:

Update: His name is Kaishi now! Meaning “change” and “history”

“i take hair ties off of my wrist when i weigh myself - nature or nurture? i wonder how many calories are in toothpaste and i only feel beautiful when my stomach growls. there’s a zoo in my belly and everyone just marvels at my self control - ignoring the captivity. as a young girl, the women in my family would oftentimes tell me that they wished to be my size. forgetting that, one day, i would grow up to be theirs. what a catastrophic family tradition. i drink diet coke for dinner and make meals like a mad scientist - measuring everything that dares to enter this body. but, i don’t look sick.. you can’t quite see my bones and i’d like to think that means i have it under control. you see, i’m just on a “diet” i’m just “intermittent fasting” i’m just “in the beginning stages” i just “want my clothes to fit better.” i promise, if i just lose 30 more pounds, i’ll stop. i’m not shrinking - i’m being molded - i am a sculpture made from countless creators so blame them if you don’t like the art.”

— smspoetry

Well, depending on how soon Jaiden logs in THEY MIGHT HAVE TO

*everyone cheering at saving felps*

foolish: let’s do it again next week!

cellbit: NO. NO. LETS NOT.

An old and homely grandmother accidentally summons a demon. She mistakes him for her gothic-phase teenage grandson and takes care of him. The demon decides to stay at his new home.

I had a dream where Venom was a duck 🦆

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