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plaese do you have pics of the wolfbulls

YES THEYRE SO WEIRD LOOKING

they were from a pair of surrendered wolves intended to be used for illegal breeding and the female arrived pregnant but when she had puppies they were like wtf these are lab puppies???? and later they found out she had been around the owners pit bull.

theyre from Mission Wolf in colorado

this is batman

this is another one. his sister i think?

its so crazy how they look so doglike but just ever so slightly scarier and unsettling

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please smoke in public so i can smell it

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i could be the most incompetent attack dog youve ever seen

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idk smth I've noticed is that I don't really think it like, opposes my humanity to be just some fuckin dog. like idk. it's complementary. its like lemon zest on a muffin, it's just a little smth extra. not really like, species dysphoria or anything.

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look dude i only whined like a wounded dog because im wounded dogstyle

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in case you're wondering what the greatest AMV of all time is, it's this one from 2008.

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before wednesday is over...

wet beast

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i hope the power stays on because i want to be horny with good lighting later but also in case the power goes out i could go outside and see how dark and quiet it is

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got some polaroids of me smoking weed :3 yay

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First time messing around with photo editing and mixed media, thoughts?

Photo was taken by my friend at a leather themed dance party!

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ⓘ This user is a dog!

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Brainstorming ..

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its like, scurvy. how old wounds start to reopen and your mucous membranes start bleeding. you see someone who caused you so much distress and emotional harm that you have been unpacking it now at 20 years old because it has affected you so deeply. and as well as you have repaired yourself after the fact- the emotional scars have healed and almost faded away, you can mention it in conversation and only spend 15 minutes (much shorter than before) thinking about it after when you're driving home that night, it reopens. it starts to tear apart again. because you saw them look at you in a room where you once felt like you could exist in. now that space is a battleground of emotional strength. you feel small. you feel weak. your hearing goes out for a minute and you laugh it off but you know whats coming next once the adrenaline dies down and youre alone. and when you enter a room that should feel safe you know exactly where they are. sitting, looking at their phone, obviously ignoring you. it doesnt matter though. you would recognize them by just their laugh and all of a sudden you're 8 again. you're 10 again. you're 12 again. you're 15 again. all of these selves crash into one inside you and your wounds reopen and you're spilling blood onto the floor of the study space and you want to throw up. everything hurts and you would do fucking anything to leave that room, leave the campus, quit university and get a 'real' job just to get away from them again. i never want to go to campus again right now. it feels like everything is being torn away from me before i can grasp onto it again.

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whats so bad about me that makes me so hard to talk to

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been trying to have a fun chill night for the past week. but the horrors.