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kids were roleplaying with minecraft figurines and one of them had their figure go up to the other and say “i’m in love with you” and the other one replied “sword slash to the chest. and you’re on fire”

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drumroll please

the life changing horny club trip with Valentino, Velvette edition, has begun

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craziest phenomenon on the internet lately is people who will be like “cringe culture is DEAD be WEIRD be FREE have FUN cringe is DEAD do WHATEVER YOU WANT FOREVER!” and then immediately crucify anyone who is queer in a way they don’t like. or wants to kiss a fictional character. or thinks the computer is hot. like ohhh i get it you’re only okay with weird people you personally can tolerate. you are a tar pit

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attention joann's shoppers. there is a freak in the yarn aisle buildinf a nest

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in all seriousness it's very alienating knowing theres Something Wrong With You. like seeing your mental illness come through in your behaviour and thought processes and knowing it's irrational and unhealthy, knowing other people are reading you as weird or stupid, and not being able to do anything about it is such a lonely experience

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watched Late Night with the Devil recently (it fucking slaps, if you like horror check it out) and the main character being an unethical TV host who's just pathetic enough you feel bad for him despite him bringing most shit on himself makes me think of someone. Of Course. and David Dastmalchian even looks hauntingly like some people's headcanons of Vox + 70s sideburns. anyway please tell me someone who can do art will see the vision of this magazine cover they show, but with Vox

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you ever feel like you were born with something rotten inside you and if people get close enough they’re gonna find out

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was pausing episode 2 a lot to get a screenshot for something and was blessed by chance by stopping on the exact moment of Velvette's fond eye roll before she tells Vox to fuck off

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sounds like a plan

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it's so counterintuitive that you can get so stressed about needing to do stuff that it makes you unable to do stuff

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@brazenbells

Peacocks are hilarious, really. They really are just like

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bad girls go backstage has won the poll with an astounding 53%! here's a WIP scrap to celebrate

It’s crazy, how Valentino is all player, that seventies sleaze and pimp coat and lecherous, languid masculinity; but at the same time he can rock high heels, fishnets, looks bizarrely good in a minidress that Velvette would totally steal if it wouldn’t be a maxi length on her, and is the kind of easy to talk to that Velvette associates with awkward rejections and polite invitations to the celebrations of civil unions she never went to. But Valentino fucks girls—if she didn’t know from his reputation, she’d know it by now. Verbal flirtation could be insincere, but a man did not blatantly check out your tits and ass if he didn’t want his hands on them. Valentino has a lot of hands. Velvette has thought about that. On the other hand entirely: Vox. She leans her head back against Valentino’s arm, takes a drag from the cigarette. Holding it up to him, she asks bluntly, “So are you trying to cheat on your boyfriend, or is it an open thing?” Valentino’s eyes widen; then he laughs, taking the cig from her. “Oh, Vox.” He exhales a plume of maraschino smoke before continuing. “He’d never use the word. I don’t know if I would either. We’re…” He gestures vaguely, then shrugs. “Partners.” “But you do fuck, right?" Valentino grins. “When he asks nicely.”

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I hate work I should be at the (remembers I don't want to go to the club) the imagination

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Cocaine was a stimulant used by a priestly caste of the middle period United States called businessmen in order to commune with The Market. [1]