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i said it when he moved, but sainz going to williams feels similar to schumacher going to ferrari to rebuild them to what they used to be. last time williams was a consistent threat was the early to mid-1990s.
i don’t think anyone understands how hard it is to be a ferrari fan this season. how am i supposed to pick between lewis and charles for who i want to win ??
#f1 #ausgp
christian horner needs to retire. this sport is making him age like milk.
#f1 #ausgp
i’ve never been that impressed with ocon tbh. but i hope this rest of this weekend is gentle on ollie.
he’s got so much talent and so much pressure. idk how ocon’s been this weekend, but i think that speaks for itself re: haas performance
idc what happened i just know it wasn’t ollie’s fault
#f1 #ausgp
daily pinterest home page check
me: i don’t have a type
also me:
no that’s genius
mr beta provides a look into the unrecorded hours
YES LMAO and i didn’t even know the superbowl was tonight nor did i have any intention of watching had i know but my stepmom is watching and i swung by to visit
just said the word “tarnish” in class and it was so southern i heard a banjo in the distance
“dude sourdough is gas.”
“facts.”
“shits phenomenal.”
i think it should be ms. bea abel
i decided i need to really flesh these girls (feel free to give suggestions)
where’s the representation for all the one-nippled folks of america
WAIT I CANT BELIEVE I FORGOT THIS PART.
he wouldn’t leave and i was getting bored so the fourth time he asked for my number i just gave him my dad’s.
my dad has been dead since july.
8/8
anyway.
rosemary is a ghostwriter from a small town in connecticut. she’s going to romania in a couple of months to do on the ground research for the book she’s writing. she took harp lessons as a child. she lives partially off grid and doesn’t have a single social media profile.
7/?
connor stares at me in wonder. “how did you do that?”
“do what?”
“make them argue like that.”
“i just have that affect on men.”
“but how?”
“my feminine wiles.”
“you’re not like anyone i’ve ever met before.”
“i know.”
“can i kiss you?”
“no.“
6/?
“i’m waiting.”
he stutters, trying to match my bitch. he fails.
i raise my brow. “this is the part where you apologize to me for being cold and crass.”
andrew, despite his horrific drunkenness, somehow manages to find some common sense. he grabs hunter’s wrist, dragging him away.
5/?
his eyes widen.
i stare unblinkingly.
the trio falls silent.
giving connor my number was never part of the plan.
“do you kiss your dad with that mouth? answer quickly.”
he remains silent.
the air is thick with tension, the weight of expectation has fallen on all their shoulders.
4/?
“give him your number so you can figure out who’s pegging who and i can go home.”
a switch flips in my brain. my interest had been feigned as nothing more than a part of my game.
bitch mode is engaged.
“i don’t take kindly to being told what to do.
3/?
his ire has now turned childlike and petulant.
i am unruffled and mildly amused.
hunter, the designated driver, decides he wants to leave. connor and andrew don’t.
then hunter makes an egregious error.
with an impressive amount of hate in his voice, he turns to address me.
2/?
i inform the group at large that it’s fine if hunter doesn’t like me as i accepted a long time ago that not everyone is going to like me and that’s okay.
i then address hunter directly. “it’s genuinely fine you don’t like me. i don’t care.”
this makes hunter even more upset.