when will people use the anon function to send passionate, homosexual anonymous love letters
WHORE!!!
i feel like nico would like flame princess bc she’s warm
THAT’S SO CUTE?????
New sleep style: hitting the snooze button so many times that you sleep two additional hours in ten minute intervals. I call this Horse Sleep
“what’s the worst fruit” i hope you fucking die im strangling you what the hell is wrong with you. ‘the worst fruit’… has god not made all of these fruits in the same light???? cunt
Last Friday, I transmitted the packet of my first two weeks of Tumblr observations to my generous sponsors at the Geographical Society.
It is my responsibility to inform them of all of my progress; honored as I am to be part of such a prestigious endeavor, I did so quite willingly.
However, the communication I received in return sent a chill down my spine:
Tumblr’s ecosystem, while healthy and thriving far beyond what I expected when I arrived, is still enormously fragile.
So I worry: if the Society, under the President’s direction, were to spend the next issue of their influential Journal using my observations to support encouragements for renewed commercial usage, or perhaps migration… the consequences are too dire to even imagine.
(A solution came to me nearly instantly. If I fabricate my observations, or censor the ones that indicate the truth of all of Tumblr’s possibilities, the Society might be misdirected, away from the fertile blue plains of this miraculous place.
But am I willing to go against the standards of truth set by my profession, and risk the end of my enterprise altogether, in order to preserve the peace of a land I only just arrived to?)
The logic is sound. Start using bayonets, watch your K/D rise into the stratosphere.
My plan to create a perfectly flat and level Kansas by moving 5,501 cubic miles of earth from west to east. It’s the ideal Kansas. Still some details to work out about rivers, roads, etc. Watch out for the 900-foot cliff bisecting Kansas City.
Yeah, this seems about right.
girl you look like a Mariusz Lewandowski painting (complimentary)