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I know “slut/slutet” just means “end” in swedish but I literally don’t know how I’m supposed to compose myself looking at these images

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the cursed armor you can never take off once you put it on stays ON during sex. due to the aforementioned curse.

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girl you’re like a creepypasta the way you got, hyperrealistic blood coming out of your eyes,, <3

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Link in bio. What will he learn?

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people who call manual labor boring CLEARLY havent considered the advantages of mindlessly operating a vibrating machine for hours every day

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this is a political compass of sexuality to me.

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When people get a little too gung-ho about-

wait. cancel post. gung-ho cannot be English. where did that phrase come from? China?

ok, yes. gōnghé, which is…an abbreviation for “industrial cooperative”? Like it was just a term for a worker-run organization? A specific U.S. marine stationed in China interpreted it as a motivational slogan about teamwork, and as a commander he got his whole battalion using it, and other U.S. marines found those guys so exhausting that it migrated into English slang with the meaning “overly enthusiastic”.

That’s…wild. What was I talking about?

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god made molluscs and then everything else was an accident

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SEMEN RETENTION-- WRAPPED!

You conserved 137ml of fluid!

You didn't jack off 140,346,824 times!

The thing that got you most horny was... The rich loam by the river delta!

Your warrior essence grew by 84%! WOW!

The thought that kept you from masturbating the most was... The hard red clay of the valley!

Your male spirit takes the form of the Conquering Lion, and its element is the Roaring Thunder!

If you jerked off now, you could save all of us

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my mom, dead in the middle of a conversation, slams on the breaks in the middle of a country road so she can pull over and take a picture of all these cows running for cover from the rain and adsfkjlfkdjg and thi dskfjfgj

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Teeth are bullshit. What do you mean you’re decaying. Get a fucking grip. You’re a bone now act like it. You don’t see my finger bones decaying from jerking it too much now do you

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remember when you used to be able to play snake with the… hold on what’s it called

hmm. don’t think i’ll be calling it that. anyways i was gonna say remember when you could play snake with the buffering circle on youtube but. now i have other concerns

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Something that hasn't stopped stunning me is that when you go to an environment you think you're familiar with in another state/country, you can find out it's still so different that it's new to you all over again.

I went to beaches all the time as a kid. I thought they came in Reedy Dunes or Rocky Coast and that was it. But there are beaches that are so flat and sandy they stretch across the horizon. There are beaches with trees. There are beaches made of solid stone.

Even the sounds. The wind has a dance with every plant. There are different birds with new songs. Even different dialects and languages from the local beach goers and what they're doing, if it's a public access beach! It's all different!

Each time I see a new beach it's breathtaking... and to someone else, my beaches would be totally new, just like theirs is to me. The fields, the forests, the lakes, the rivers. There's beauty all around you, no matter where you are, and you're in a unique position to experience it.