wuppy.......

We Have Enough Dead Friends By Lena Oleanderson Come over. The doors are open, my flat's a mess and so is my heart but the doors are always open. Come over. I will make soup, probably from frozen but the important thing is we will both eat. You don't have to be dying, but if you are, or you feel like you are, or if living's been hard, call me, and I will show up. It doesn't have to be that bad, it doesn't have to be bad at all, but if it is, please call. Do you want me to do the groceries? Do you want me to mop the floors? Do you need to be held; you don't have to be dying to be held. If you want me to be there, I want to. I'm on the bathroom floor again, and breathing is hard, and eating's been hard, and sleeping, the world is a laden thing rolling around on my chest lately. Just being alive is heavy tonight, but we have enough dead friends. Come over.

I don't think I've come across a poem that taps into my ethos when it comes to navigating queer community within the context of a hostile world as much as "We Have Enough Dead Friends" by Lena Oleanderson.

I strive to make my home a sanctuary where other faggots feel safe and cared for.

its up to what you post. Funny, furry, or hole

hmmmmmm, 3 options lay before you.....

according to the liberation newspaper, documents dating back to a 2014 inspection by the French National Agency for the Security of Computer Systems reported a staggering detail: "the password of the louvre's video surveillance server was simply " louvre. "

the password to the louvre surveillance server was "louvre"

www.thesocialpost.it/2025/11/02/f...

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an artwork by Spindle of the characte Ev, a blonde rabbitfolk, standing on a side walk and looking at her phone. She's wearing a black office outfit, dark cream-coloured pantyhose, and pinkish-reddish heels

too lazy to draw the bg sue me

repost!! done last year 🐕✨

doghouse

FACT: you should be sappier with your friends and loved ones. there is no reason not to be.

sweater weather. my power rising. forces unleashed.

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mana potions on ice go crazy tho

healing potions taste fucking vile

going hollow probably feels so fucking good

dude, i love my sister

i am honestly so so glad 15 year old me did not get any tattoos

the most toxic part of bpd is being unable to just be happy with what you have.
you can have something lovely going for you, something that does make you happy, but its tainted with bpd funk, some random bs detail, some comparison, and so every ounce of happiness derived is just a little bitter.

thank you queefus <333

anyways I'm basically thirty now

so happy to see so many of my friends on my birthday but without it being a me event

saw somebody looking for this one so here's the official repost

be ready for people desperate for rides descending upon you if you do

morgan from of the devil dressed up as patrick bateman from american psycho in the scene where he axes paul allen. background text reads "happy halloween from nth circle"

"Trick or Treat."
Thanks for playing.
Expect more jumpscares this month~

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i think if i had to pick a new name id go with Agony

we're getting bloodborne news tomorrow btw

accidentally rolled my filter into a heart......

tomorrow......... im basically gonna be 30

whats up

yoooo can i have it?

damning.