stockphotodumpsterfire

[stockphotodumpsterfire]

Appreciation post for the friends that just say random shit with no real meaning behind it and start a whole conversation where neither of you have any idea what the fuck you’re talking about. Like “You shouldn’t always trust the stoner ducks in the parking lot” “But the stoner ducks are my besties” “I don’t care, they’re sketchy as hell” and then another friend chimes in with their favourite moon goose conspiracies and another one informs the group of the latest milestone of their fictional abandoned child. The conversation is moving a mile a minute and the ideal of coherent language has been long since forgotten. Friend 3 and friend 2 are fighting to the death and friend 1 knows a suspicious amount about being a furry. I have know idea what’s happening but keep that shit up. That’s what gets me through a shitty day/week/month. That’s what I’m gonna remember about this repetitive, monotonous, forgettable waste of a time in my life when it’s over. That’s what I’m gonna remember about being your friend if I live long enough to lose you. Thank you.

[stockphotodumpsterfire]

I screenshot things to use as incorrect quotes and at least 6% of the time I turn my phone off instead. And every time someone sees I have to casually slip my phone into my pocket like it was on purpose.

But it wasn’t

[stockphotodumpsterfire]

Hello void. I would like attention and I plan to scream until I receive it.

[stockphotodumpsterfire]

Ok essay writing mode engage time to turn on the undertale soundtrack

[stockphotodumpsterfire]

Just asked my brother how to spell disappointment and he spelled my name

[stockphotodumpsterfire]

Milky Eh Milky Eh Milky Eh Milky Eh Milky Eh Milky Eh

petition to rename the usa ‘south canada’

[stockphotodumpsterfire]

Another day, another 5 background characters nobody cares about named a name I wish I had, a comically long name, a reference to something nobody but I will recognize, or the name of someone I hated in 7th/8th grade if they’re mildly antagonistic in any way, and the actual story no closer to complete or even coherent.

[stockphotodumpsterfire]

Adverb of the day!: Swaggly

Definition: To do in a swag manner or fashion

Example: Florentina swaggly collapsed onto the piano and wailed.

[stockphotodumpsterfire]

Ava Hort, aged 24, currently 83km away from your location, inside a Walmart. Only living descendant of the creator of t-shirts. Has an affinity for bitter smelling llamas. A heart filled with goodness and light. A frequent arsonist. Responsible for the death of her entire family. Can only eat red snack foods, lest she suffer an excruciatingly slow and painful demise. Enjoyer of green tea, blue tea, and even orange tea, but never purple tea. Despised by all for her wretched inner elbows. Prefers soup over empathy. Professional sculpture. Pulp free orange juice consumer. Lawful neutral. Owner of 3 titanic shaped backpacks. Up to 16 differ eye colours. Not like other girls on Tuesdays and the second Thursday of each month. Phone battery permanently resting at 27%. Fifteen year emo phase. Wears socks to sleep. Mutated eyelashes.

[stockphotodumpsterfire]

I’m gonna live on fucking mac and cheese for the rest of my life. I don’t even like mac and cheese it’s just more enjoyable to type fucking mac and cheese than fucking blueberries. Fucking oregano is also fun to type, but I don’t think I’d last as long living on pure fucking oregano. Oregano is way to close in spelling to both organs and oranges. Imagine an orange with arteries and a liver and some shit-

Welcome to my Ted Talk, it’s just an uninterrupted stream of consciousness that may or may not be my own.

[stockphotodumpsterfire]

I swing both ways. Violently. I am the sword of the chosen one, who is destined to bring peace back to the land of the frogs and fungi.