#10 January 2025

[geezerwench]

I was told there would ìbe cheap eggs.

[ariadneslament-likes]

January 10th 2025

[card-of-the-day]

Today's Card Is: Wailord

[royalarchivist]

Phil: You know, I found something out– I found something out that sickened me recently. Did you know… that Quackity hasn't seen all of Breaking Bad? Isn't that fckin' crazy? [Laughs]

Phil: [Coughs] Or am I thinking of Charlie? [Coughs] I might be thinking of Charlie. [Coughs] Kristin, was it Quackity or Charlie? 🤔 My brain's not brain-ing. 🤒

Phil talks about Breaking Bad and Quackity's party (with the memory of a sick man who was very drunk 😅).

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Phil: You know, I found something out– I found something out that sickened me recently. Did you know… that Quackity hasn't seen all of Breaking Bad? Isn't that fckin' crazy? [Laughs]

Phil: [Coughs] Or am I thinking of Charlie? [Coughs] I might be thinking of Charlie. [Coughs] Kristin, was it Quackity or Charlie? 🤔

Kristin: [In chat] do you mean charlie? charlie hasnt seen it. its ran and charlie

Phil: My brain's not brain-ing. 🤒 [Reading her message] "It's Ran and Charlie" OHHHH– It is! [Groans then laughs] Brain's not brain-ing. It's not Quackity. It's Ran and Charlie. Ran and Charlie haven't seen Breaking Bad.

Kristin: quackity had the walter white at his place, i highly doubt he hasnt seen it

Phil: For some reason– I was- I was very drunk though, to be fair. So like, I'm definitely misremembering. Kristin, you'd remember much better than me. I was very very drunk at his place. [Laughs] I have not gotten that drunk in a LONG-ass time. He kept offering shots, man! He just wouldn't stop making us shots. How dare he be such a good host.

[goblinontour]

“My Seat”

[these-summer-nights-in-december]

Christopher Citro | This Is Today | 2025-01-10

[born2b-beheaded]

The bread is moldy

[averbaldumpingground]

"Cosmic Ballet" Sarah Slean

You really are The Worst. But I suppose I can work with this one. I am continuing to refuse to tag this properly. I have faith in you. Edit: Adding tags now. My faith was misplaced.

The quiet of the night is gentle: the steady falling of the rain, the infomercials turned to TV static. The damp, warm breath against his neck, it overwhelms him too.

He wishes for infinities like this. More eons than he's seen to breathe him in, to sit what he's been told's too close, and offer up his shoulder as a pillow.

It's so unbearably easy, to love him, this man. To chart the constellations of his freckles. To wonder at the twitching of his fingers, so beautifully calloused, where they're loosely curled in his shirt. It's such a foolish, selfish thing to want.

Perhaps the humanity of his own longing should startle him, as unused to it all as he is. Be not afraid, he softly laughs to himself.

[ojiropanelotd]

Day 264! oh he's so happy the little goober Chapter: 242

[lilidawnonthemoon]

[syedahmedsabrina]

🫡 only 3 days I'm turns 20 years old (13/1/2005/13/1/2025)

[pokeprism]

Hey. So...

If you're gonna make a "lesbian safe" blog.

You have to know.

That trans women are women.

End of story.

[freshthoughts2020]

[zero-to-whoa]

year by year

day by day

realization slowly starts to creep inside

but it doesn't creep creepily

I welcome it with painful anticipation

the realization that perhaps this isn't me

it may have started with cute boys

but now it's an urge for crop tops

earrings and lipstick

and oh my God have you seen angel fangs??

I've always loved tight fitting shorts

the ones that are smooth to the touch

but when I put them on

I frown at the interference they receive

I want necklaces and paint on my nails

I want makeup and glitter

I've always been queer

but I've never been me.

[oediex]

The owner of the zero waste shop is at the till today, and she stands in front of me with my empty margarine tub, so I say, "I need margarine, it can be full up, the empty tub weighs 20 grams," but she has to disappoint me because they are out.

"Oh well," I reply, "I'll have to buy some elsewhere, I guess." And I put the tub on top of all the full bottles and jars that I'm buying.

When I'm swiping my bonus card, I say, "Oh, it's my birthday." Earlier in the day, I'd received an e-mail that I would be given a free piece of cake. It was indeed added to my bonus card.

"Happy birthday!" she says.

There are three choices: biscuits, a kind of cake that doesn't appeal to me, or banana bread. I choose banana bread.

"Oh my god," I say. "I happen to have an empty tub leftover!"