to all new followers: hello. welcome to have you. a little bit about myself:
1. guys who wear those puppy play hoods in public are braver than the troops
2. music should sound like 6 instruments that all hate each other 3. i’m the most ethnically ambiguous creature on land
they are inventing even less coherent meanings for the term "tone indicator." within 18 months all english words will be considered tone indicators of some form
this part is really getting me. you think fucking homeowner's associations exist because of the power of Getting a Buncha People Together, a nd not like, the fact that being a fucking landowner is a prerequisite, so these are political groups with vast amounts of monetary and legal power? you think its because of Vibes and not because of like, the extremely long history of very purposeful and organized attempts at keeping neighborhoods White Only? you think the Bourgeoise Neighborhood Council has power and sway for any other fucking reason than "THEY'RE ALL BOURGEOISE LAND OWNERS WITH MONEY AND LAWYERS"?????????
It’s the same vibes based politics of any anarchist in that it provides a horseshoe theory to demonize any political organization that isn’t explicitly anarchist. It’s so divorced from material reality and it’s like. Dripping in moral arguments of “homeowners association bad, queer parties where you can be yourself good” as opposed to like. Intersectional class awareness that we would organize into revolutionary parties because it’s in our best interests to establish DOP rather than a nebulous commune based society where people do Goodism and avoid Badism
I see you are a member of several penis reddits
For Wolfman!
hell yeah
so there's this goblin (and extra doodles)
im fucking sobbing why did they kill him twice in a row in the community notes
if I was covered in sleek draconic scales that protected me from all forms of weather and physical attack then I would not feel such dread in my heart
in order to undo other people's hard work I'm going to be shaving and nutting every day of november And im not going to write any novels
Size Kweens.
Kinda wild how my parents have known me for longer than literally anybody else on the planet and they still haven’t unlocked the relationship levels that allow them access to information like what TV shows or music I enjoy, when some random guy at Walmart got there within ten minutes today
The author’s barely disguised pet dog. They just put a tablecloth over it and said it was a small table, but like he’s still wagging his tail and woofing
