No, it’s real. It’s a greentext. It’s real ಠ_ಠ
No, it’s real. It’s a greentext. It’s real ಠ_ಠ
That makes a pretty hilarious pun, tbh.
He was the son of Godzilla, after all.
I don’t think you’re allowed to cook them.
The chef says to keep your damn regards out of the kitchen, he’s trying to cook.
What about them?
I don’t see the contradiction.
Cool, but to make room for the cats I had to flush all my snakes down the toilet. Am I doing this right?
Like another comment said, sometimes you can just sense it, but often enough they will just tell me. I have heard so many stories, frequently about sexual assault by a family member, from someone I had just met or barely knew.
Mother had BPD, possibly ASPD, brother had NPD. I have a tendency to attract people who suffered intense childhood trauma.
Very plausible. Sometimes this happens to people who grow up with family who have cluster b personality disorders. It’s like they’re conditioned to be good partners to people who have it. Ask me how I know.
“TO FIND IT… TO FIND IT… TO FIND IT…”
God help you if he takes his right hand out of his pocket.
Shiiit, man. That honky mofo messin’ mah old lady–got to be runnin’ cold upside down his head, you know?
How do you devil it?
For how long
It’s blue play-dough, we have boundaries.
That’s some Renaissance H.R. Giger shit right there.
You know what somebody’s going to go and do now.
OP is 28.