24 | he/she/they | United States
Woah! You found my personal blog. This is where I reblog sillies and maybe scream into the phone sometimes. Lover of furries. I’m genderfluid so feel free to use any of the provided pronouns. I will adapt like slime in a vase. Video games and TCGs are a big love of mine.
Here are my sideblogs!
Art Blog: @virtuabun
IMVU/Webcore Blog: @imvucore
I dont post/reblog anything exceptionally graphic. Occasional drug related posts and posts about world events.
Free Palestine, and fuck TERFs
Once I “made” a custom emoji for my mum by crudely drawing a hijab on it and now whenever she wants me to buy a coffee for her I get a text like this
using google keyboard alchemy to create the most miserable emojis possible
My brother just sent me this on snapchat I can’t fucking stop laughing this is so stupid I hate him
server towers at the internet archive, each blue light signifies an article being accessed or edited (in real time!)
the fact that straight men like boobs is like the most obvious thing ever but witnessing a straight man liking boobs irl felt almost unbelievably cliche like seeing a mouse eating cheese or a dog peeing at a fire hydrant
Ho, do you find the beauty and warmth of the sunset cliché too?
yep these days youre only allowed to find beauty in jaywalking on steel road plates. stumbling on spiral staircases with steps that are way too thin for your feet . and a dead crayfish in a dried up stream
literally how ppl treat u
being 24 in neither
I think I'm addicted to puffy fat nipples. What should I do?
”why not join the fighter’s guild? i hear they’re recruiting again. not a bad way to make some money, if you’ve got the stones for it.
El Chupatubo (the tube sucker)
”How come you’ve never seen the Amazon rainforest if you’re from Brazil?” big country
Here, this should make it clearer:
Wait, hold on, I can illustrate it in a funnier way
There’s around one and a half Frances between me and the Amazon rainforest.
I had no idea “coach” could also mean “bus” until like, a second ago and I stared at your reply in disbelief for a good minute because I thought you were telling me to do the trip in a horse-drawn carriage. I was like “Coach?! Like Cinderella?! Where would I even get- that HAS to be slower than a car!”