Ah, but for Buff, it’s all oonery

“Mow”

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check your dm’s

i call that slammin’ and jammin’

you don’t have to draw the shades all the way back just to let a bit of light in and brighten up the place

looks like they had a real hoot

i never had my hot girl summer

i been plonked

i wish you many undeodorized pits on this blessed day

i mean look regardless of who’s allowed i still don’t wanna do pedophilia

Just guessing, but she probably felt hurt and rejected. Doesn’t matter how kindly you phrase it, her hopes and wants were built on fragile insecurity in the temperament of turbulent emotions. The slightest breeze of sincerity, no matter how warm, was all it took to break down her shelter of dreams. It left her naked and exposed to the elements of loneliness, within the closed borders of her skull - what chance did your kindness have when the envoys find themselves crashing upon walls, and her ears herald that they must be under attack?

I mean maybe you just said something really wacky but elsewise nah you’re fine

I repeat back something generic until someone corrects me

Good enough for management, good enough for me

Toto’s Dune theme plays

I wish all the fat tiddied a cool updraft 😔😔🙏🙏

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no thats what makes metals magnetic

if deers are vegetarian why has it targeted me so

why is the UN so hell bent against OP?

its spelt feromophnes

The worst part is, I get it. There’s nothing that makes the primal drums pound in my head and set my ancestral needs aflame quite like a woman who has showered, worn light perfume, but I can tell hasn’t worn deodorant when I’m up close. If she reaches for that stick of deodorant, I’m grabbing it, breaking it in half, and raise its broken carcass in front of the other deodorant sticks so they may know fear.