Experience Tumblr Like Never Before
yall pickles (the sour kind, I’m not a fuckin loser) are my favorite food, I’m so fr when i say that i wanted pickles for dessert as a kid. I’d make my dumbass sick with how many i ate (I’ve overcome my picklerrhea and I’ve been ballin ever since) , i can go through one of those fuckin huge jars of them in a day no problem. my blood is pure pickle juice and I’m never going to die I’m full of electrolytes and godlike wonder
sup skrunkle doodles I’m back with my gooberlicious activities
I’ve decided going apeshit is ok. wanna swim in the fountain at a public park? go for it! wanna trash a Walmart with no repercussions? just hope you’re fast! wanna throw shit at people? hide in a tree and get a good vantage point!
I’m going to start trying to post more but i might forget
just remembered that time when i was like 5 or 6 when i told my babysitter i was allergic to peanut butter so none of the other kids could have it. this worked for like a year and a half before my mom caught out. (context: i hate peanuts and peanut butter with a passion)
hello everyone i hope all of you are ok right now with everything going on, i hope all of you stay safe and well i love you all (unless you’re right-wing in which case fuck you, pretty much anyone with a good soul! <3) if you need a place to just relax and forget everything for a bit scroll past my most recent posts and read those! i enjoy making people happy and i hope my posts can make you forget all the bad things in the world, even if just for a moment. please take care of yourselves i may not have met you but i love all you beautiful creatures and cryptids!!!!! i will be going back to my usual posts tomorrow but I’ll pin this one (if i can figure out how that is) anyways have a beautiful day/afternoon/evening/night 💖
I think I’m gonna start gaslighting people into thinking I’m a figment of their imagination then just disappear into the woods never to be seen again
I’m gonna start getting peoples numbers only for the purpose of taking random pictures of them and sending them to their phones they could be shitting they could be fucking they could be in the safety of their home, I don’t care I’m getting that picture and it IS going to be sent to them.
lmao imagine being touch starved *i say bawling my fucking eyes out after being called ‘Superstar’*
actual conversation i had with my mom
mom: do you need any help wrapping your present?
me: yes every time i try to wrap a present-
mom: an angel gets its wings? :)
me: no, another person goes to hell
mom: >:O
hello everyone, god has tried to kill me once again, but as everyone knows dumbasses can’t die