Eating tamales n maybe gonna play some video games while I keep watch for Santa and make sure no one tries to sneak any presents under the fucking tree
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And that’s my problem with modern religion. He helped kill and displace families. You don’t just get to do whatever you want. Can a child predator rape and kill children for 75 years and then repent on his deathbed and be accepted into the kingdom of heaven?
Christianity says yes. And I think that’s gay and lame.
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Originally posted by DontTellEm
Merry Christmas. Be nice lol lovebug
A VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS TO YOU APRIL!!
MAY YOUR AMPLE BOSOM BE FILLED WITH THE LOVE OF CHRIST, AND MAY HIS BLESSINGS BE UPON YOU AND YOUR HOME, AND MAY HATERS IN THE COMING YEAR MISS YOU WITH THAT HOE SHIT.
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Every time it gets quiet I have to sit through a play by play of every fucked up, hurtful, bad decision, missed opportunity, or things I should’ve said.
The air still tastes like the ocean and fresh cut grass at night like it did when I was 14 but now I’m tired and pissed off and I’ve got arthritis and I can’t put too much hot sauce on my food bc of the fire poops.
UGHHHHHHH WHAT THE FUCK WAS I DOING WHO DOES THAT
The entirety of my life could be distilled into the feeling of that moment you accidentally call your teacher “mom” and you realize you tucked up and you’ll never live this down. Except like.....x 897,443,410.52
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Originally posted by MexicanMasterRace
It's called the comeup…
YeAhpretty much every psychedelic or hallucinogen I’ve ever taken has been hell on the come up.
When I was 16 I remember pouring 4oz of MGB Peruvian torch powder into a 1.75 liter Big Gulp cup and trying to mix it up but it just turned into this gigantic gritty snot rocket.
My friend and his gf sat there crying, laughing while I choked down most of the cup of that stuff. An hour later I wasn’t feeling much, but I had to go sell someone coke at the end of the block. As soon as I started walking up the hill I got this crazy vertigo and dropped to my knees. My perspective was locked like I was 3 feet tall, and it was fucking up my equilibrium. I promptly forgot to gather cash for the coke. Live and learn.
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