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Horses are probably sad they don’t get to drag people behind them on ropes until they’re dead anymore, I bet it was their favorite thing.
being a lumberjack. waking up consumed with tree hatred. sharpening my implements as my rage for the trees becomes overwhelming. waiting for the trees to go to sleep so I can attack, drawing a picture of a tree with a line through it and putting it on my fridge
if it hasn't been your day, your week, your month or even your year implies the dedication of these friends is quite time sensitive, what if it hasn't been my decade?. I see bees everywhere
wondering if when a man who is a werewolf dies do his bones transform into a heap of wolfs bones every full moon
everyone always wishes they could fly but I wish I could burrow myself to the earths core and have my bones explode amongst its firey innards
why plan your retirement when there’s a chance society will collapse and you’ll spend your final years in a cave eating turnips like some fucked up shrek. Preyed on by giant cave rats. goats entrails for a belt. what’s that sound?. cave rats. it’s always cave rats
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Seahorses look crunchy to me. I imagine biting into one would be like biting into an icecream cone. I don’t know why I’m haunted by such thoughts.
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when u see ps in a letter that means that’s where the writer took a piss break
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My wife told me that she’s replacing all the doorknobs in the house with the kind you can just “plop a boob down on” to open if your hands are full.
the mistake most Bigfoot enthusiasts make is 1. looking in the forest 2. not seeing Bigfoot 3. thinking that means bigfoot is dead, They never account for the possibility that he’s learned to burrow underground like a mole or retreated to a “skynest” in the mountains
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How many turtles had to die just so you could wear a shirt made from their necks, you cozy bitches
imagine a house full of bones. you’ve just imagined bone house, a house bursting to the brim with bones, come and look at it but don’t get too close. cause of the bones, they’re all yellow like olde-times bones, quite a whiff on em too. don’t try and take a bone, we will know
imagining being a vet. doing heart surgery on a mouse, using miniature implements like you’d find in a toy dolls tea set. cutting the leg off a pig. shooting a horse. strapping electrodes to a hamsters coffee-bean Brain, not for me thanks






