QRBLK artist, Simmer, & sometime-y musician | Ethan's hubby | โจFunky brainedโจ millennial | Nostalgic introvert | Reaction image enthusiast | Overbearing, oversharing, & overswearing | Occasionally NSFW | Argue with the wall; you WON'T be arguing with me. ๐ ๐พ
Ben Literal
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Some of you get on here acting like celebrities, like we're supposed to just fall over ourselves to give you attention and adulation, and it makes you post the most ridiculous attention-seeking shit. PLEASE get off here talking about how nobody wants to talk to you when you have ignored DMs from me.
I think I say "meanwhile" more than anyone should ever be allowed to.
Y'all are mad again. Go take a nap.
Overall, we know it's Michael Jackson and will always be Michael Jackson. But if we're talking *currently*, that'd definitely have to be Miwa Yoshida of Dreams Come True. Her voice just sounds like pure happiness.
I've noticed the older I get, the less I wanna do (or have done to me) sexually. In my 20s, I was doing it ALL. Now approaching the end of my 30s, I find myself enjoying fewer and fewer things. Like...just let me rub your butt for a few hours, maybe a few licks between the cheek'ums. That's all.
Motaro and Sheeva were fine as FUCK. Oh my god.
Oh, me? I'm fine. I totally haven't been having an acute episode of severe mental dysregulation for the last eight hours.
Every cooking show, to me, sounds something like this:
"I've made a floopy-doopy pasta with shredded Kathysantoni cheese and a pesto pompadour sauce. On the side, I've prepared an onomatopoeia salad drizzled with a ba-dee-ya-say-do-you-remember reduction and topped with thinly sliced bug butt."
Drop some VILLAINS ๐ฆนโโ๏ธ ๐ค ๐
No one will ever convince me that Mortal Kombat: Annihilation is a bad movie, and many have tried. I remember being 9 years old and thinking it was the coolest movie. It wasn't until my 20s that I realized how much folks hated it. It's always been a blockbuster in MY house!
Nothing like making that short walk from the bedroom to the bathroom and hearing all your leg joints sound like Rice Krispies