vague whelk

-- this is where my mind shouts fall all the way out out, like 3 sausages dropping, screaming, out of a bean tin to their deaths --
~ ABSOLUTELY NO MOTHS ALLOWED plz ~
For POETRY, CATS, SLOTHS and lots of other pointless guff puts your eyes here. For moths plz go to the void.

LETS WOOOOOSH BACK TO THE VOID

Lets blep our way to the void - forget the eggs

One day you can say goodbye to using your ear! Usually when you are dead none of your ear works, and you can say completely au revoir to your ladder collection! That will be your situation for ever and ever ever and ever ever and ever ever and ever ever and ever ever and ever.

one day we will spend all our time being dead - space blep cat
falling into the void with the Vague Whelk

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