@drinkingfantaaa: I’m too humorous. It’s uncanny. Yesterday I was walking in the woods when this wolf stole my dang picnic basket. Shit sucked. I made ham and cheese sandwiches. More like ham and gone sandwiches. I lie about that. Stole the idea from this story I heard. It was about this girl and a wolf, grandmas house and then a basket. Then the bombs go off and it transitions into a musical and everyone’s singing and dancing. I had somebody message me and ask if I’m actually unstable or if I’m just doing it for views. What do you think? That’s me, larpage fartage. Don’t laugh at my name I know it’s stupid. Everyone always laughs at me. They point their fingers and go “his last name is fartsge” Well man I give up. I hate questioning my own sanity. I feel the need t FUCK address the booger allegatio. I don’t like boogers. What’s the weirdest thing I eat? Probably the mouse droppings. I stated before that I left My Fair Lady early. I wish I knew how it ended. Did she learn to talk proper english. What happened to her and the guy. What about all those street people? I wish the local theater scene was different. It’s for the best though. Theaters scare me. They remind me of mass shoutis. The designs are fucked. Blank comes in, I’m in third row. There’s an exit behind me but also gunfire and screaming and I’m scared so I run toward the stage. I climb up and boom I’m dead. Okay what if I try to run back toward the side exit BOOM I’m fuckign dead. Okay. Everybody would have to collectively push the rear doors and trample the shooter. But most people visiting a shitty local theater are elderly. In logic land I don’t think it would happen that way. The shooter would be better off approaching from the stage. It would be way more controlled. It’s good I’m not going back. I’d hate to be shot from the front or back. The back would be more confusing but the front would hurt worse. I make more sense with a whiteboard. I make a lot more sense with two.
I like what you've done with the place, it looks a lot like the backrooms
2026-06-21 22:30:54
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Deez_Nuts :
this feels like my vents in notepad
2026-06-21 13:15:15
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𓅻 :
i’m obsessed with your videos
2026-06-22 01:40:20
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´ :
I love your description
2026-06-21 03:46:07
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friskynot_frisky :
you’re so cool
2026-06-20 21:21:52
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Raven :
Oh-? You just posted this! I enjoyed your mind.
2026-06-20 21:29:10
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PallorMortis_22 :
Do you wear glasses
2026-06-21 04:54:50
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sol :
you make so much sense
2026-06-21 09:42:59
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wanhopen :
i love you idk the way you think and write is incredibly enjoyable
2026-07-16 06:16:20
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julia :
pretty
2026-06-21 21:35:41
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Caoilte :
Big things coming, man. Things have been a long time coming. Big family gathering today. Two hours. I’m already here… setting up. I know someone with a baby is going to come. I love seeing her every time she’s at an event. Nobody else loves her like I do. They don’t hate her, they barely feed her, they don’t really care about her. One time, her father was standing outside his car, hand on the handle, but didn’t open it while he was chatting with someone else. It was over 90 degrees. Fahrenheit, obviously. The baby was in the car. Windows rolled up. Doors closed. AC off. Fully covered. Blanket. Fuzzy car seat. Like: what? Her hair is always matted and disgusting. Reminds me of my mother and I. I do 7 different Wordles everyday. Normal Wordle, of course. Then the rest are on a website CHARdle. Character Wordle, you know? 3 Wordles for The Boys. I’m good at it. 2 Wordles for Game of Thrones. 1 animal Wordle. I’m such a chad. Not even a chud. Never a chud. Would a chud get all his Wordles (7) in less than 5 tries each? I’m so amazing. I’m on top of the world!
2026-06-20 21:40:46
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𝓕𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 Fish :
hi (with sexual intent)
2026-06-21 12:58:38
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Going Interstellar☄️ :
I just want to say that I meant to send u a whole different message, but selfishly thought I could attach a sticker to said message and it only sent the sticker. So no message...🧍🏾♀️
2026-06-21 04:32:00
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