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i have adhd and i'm terrified of driving, well, i'm terrified of other people driving. if i knew everyone played by the rules that'd be fine, if i knew everyone didn't play by the rules i'd also be fine. but in my country i'm expected to assume everyone follows the rules and blindly trust people do as expected or i'm "disrupting traffic". fuck that! i wouldn't trust a random stranger with keeping an eye on pet rock let alone my life!
pretty much everyone in my life tells me i have to get over that fear but i'm not in a hurry, i've got my electric bike and i'm happy
I cannot figure out what some people are doing in their cars when I'm on my bike. I've been hit before, both with it being my fault and not. I'm getting better at familiar strips of the area. People don't realize life can be fundamentally different if you leave your little pocket of reality. Drivers in NY are not the same as drivers in AZ.
I'm worried. This comment is a coherent thought. Are you ok??
I always am
Bingo bongo I like morrey mongo! Flarstiloppos! What is this ghost in my heart? A machine gun blessing in the disguise! This is my perfartmance fart and I ain't nothin but a hound dog to all you hater hogs. We are all one and Jesus lives in my butthole rent-free!!!!!!
Jesus cannot live rent free in your ass because he lives rent-free in my ass every night and day. Plus he's black, and you're too racist to love that throbbing dark meat.
See, you're saying random shit. I'm being honest. There's a difference between you and me, and that is why I am Anonymous, as my phone's keyboard's predictive text tells me to tell you, boy.
O holiest of holies! I am repent of this situation but I don't know what you think about me but 😭
I love you. I don't know what you're doing, but either authentic or you're not, so which is it?
I am the real master of none and puppet to all the Christmas songs, but you, you are the real mccoy of blasting asses and chewing bubble names. All the flamingos in the land bow to your ghostly cock mastery and diddling of chipmunk housewives who live by the bay of pig-fuck.
We all know who the real big fish is here right? 😍
The third or fourth or fifth party we're talking to, or all we all you? I could totally be this whole conversation and be both sides of it, y'know? I could be you, bro. You could be me, but y'know, you hold on to that delusion of a self.
The dark knight will kick your fucking brain in two my brother man. That will be the day of sadness for us all to be happy about, and thus the cycle of becoming shitty at writing not a sense has begun left unchecked by the cocks who run this county government. Those sons of bitches have been living the change they want to be in this world, and that hurts every little kitten who ever done fucked a cow. I mean it's tragic that the leftover kolkuttamites have gone longing for fart ghouls without treasures in site, not at all. Gone are the days of blasting hog dicks without paying first. It's a grand masterpiece of design by the powers of the nepheline bigotry messengers of the deep cock huntress wag doggies of Krist Khe Kedeemer!!!
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Edit: also my account is .0028 nanoseconds old and this is fun for everyone!!!
I ain't never fucked a cow, just large women, and I'll do it again for the sake of bringing Jesus Christ into their hearts and souls.
I fucked every cow I ever seen. I was flying over the country the other day, and I'll be damned if I didn't have to go back and track down thousands of he-cows so I could sex them up with the mormon Bible thumping Dick humps. It was sick brah and also bad as good.
You shouldn't have sexual relations with animals unless they consent, bro. Thems the rules.
I made the fuckin rules and I say cows is hot! It's done been a hot minute since you said Jesus is your bitch. You good bruh
I know
I know your lord carnally.
And there 8nt a got dam thing any fuckin surgeon can say to my mom about it
I'll fuck ur mom's ass in front of doctor if she she needed someone to do that to save her from bowel cancer or some shit
You and me both bruh?
This schtick getting old now? I can out-weird you if I want to. It's just dumb and I'm nearly done with it. Maybe one more deranged manifesto. Something about fart horses, who knows. Then I'm out.
You do you, I'll do me, and we'll meet back here when we wanna touch each other in a profound way as Jesus Christ touched me in a Mormon church the other week, and that was when I was touching myself!
By God's wounds, man, there is no reason to get so personal!
What they don't tell you in texas, is that despite all the steers and queers, you ain't gotta pick. The savior of flimtapulous orgasmics have spoken once and for all: fuck them all in the name of Christio-Satanism! For Jesus has risen to grant us psychoactives a place in the post-coital afterworld of shit. If we don't pack up now and head for New Galilee, the priests of prickly pears are surely going to reign over us in a sea of blood kingdom oaths. But fear not my friend in wankbabbling, let us all proclaim our love for New Rome! For the trial of the Narazinian Horsebreath never ended. To this day, they cross examine his breathren in a sea of despair. We must never exalt the ways of that fallen pestilence. It has granted us the will to live up to necrophilitic justice. I for one give two shots of PCP to elderly giants so they can continue their climb to heaven's back door. And Jesus, shit he's there giving handjobs to all the rich people's servants. Same as you and me my man. We all gather by the gates to rimjob the masses who cooperate with the Great Jesus-Satan's will. Blessed are the sodomites who landed there first, after the great cataclysm of steer-fuckery, and then some. Am I right? We don't have a second to spare, we have to grab our maggots and head out the stellar gates to Mandoria for our breakfast is getting cold. And old. But mostly hot as fire-cum.
That single heroin beer I drank after creating my account a billionth of a moment in the past has really opened my mind to the beautiful psychopathy-hosing within my cock. Thank you soulmate, we will forever be bound by the bloodlust of the hereafter and all that the deities have granted us to befall Constantine and his intuitionist ways. I for the life of me cannot imagine going back to nearing the presipous of making a goddamned bit of sense. Fuck all the brutality and racism of making any sense. That shit never even did a lot for me or you neither. Stream of consciousness sociopathy is the true key to Grendel's mansion in Gaal. Fuck yeah. Those Vandals will never come close to the power we get from one Christ-titty-fuck. Mormons forever in the blood of goatish hell-lambs of the past!!! Grant us your wax grampas so that we may salivate at the chance for tomorrow'a next yesterday. Forever in sacrificing pleasure for cock times of the Wodinsdag, your sister of meerkar-coming. I bow my head and shit. Amen to blasphemy and all his children. Squirt!!!!
Bless you. As the leader of the Mormon Occultism sect of Christianity, I proclaim this man and/woman, or whatever gender they may identify this week, is living just as our lord, Jesus Christ, did and died for! Now where are my nipple clamps? Joseph Smith better miracle his ass to my orgy, or I'll miracle him there myself!