Bish! You telling me you are not planting potatoes rn, rn?! Rude the chickens deserve better.

Chan has had a migratory brigade at the behest of turning our guys femboy for a while now. They cannot convince them to remain celibate during the onslaught of porn, and just eventually convince them to take on a B cup and get milked for the proceeds, like nick fuentez this was always known.

I swear to saponification … if you dwell within the fold of flowery butt washing!!!! We appreciate you. Gerd dag nab it!! I also make lotion. Because I’m not better than you but need moisturizer to think I’m more sexually desirably so there! (Applies ghost tonic to mah wounds) *miffed*

You can say “I’m not allowed out of my dwelling for a raisin” and people won’t question you.

Let me explain tattooing/piercing on the fem realm, from a time period wherein the familial context was fuck, make kinder, fuck a younger version of what they both (either or pick a feature) thought was “normalcy”, survive off of economic boom, then bust (kek), shift kinder to enslavement mentality, die or retire (after either beating children, or ignoring children), peaceful mindset (wide array of fuckwads), leave them to the preconceived notion of life isn’t hard and also I fucked my math teacher (what is your problem), plug them in to an alternate reality, digital limp dick, govt fails, war for 20 yrs of the formative experience. It’s clanship. Sinple as. A marker of time, a punctuation of what a perceived struggle would be. No different than a freak show that advertises a bearded lady, some recover, many split tongues to achieve fame. Most won’t survive. If they have a double barrel nasal anomaly each side of the nose with a bull ring, set it to the circus. Even within the freak show correspondence signals occur. Like knowledge as the tattoo indicates a fem depicting glory on a body that was damaged paints a pretty flower, while even they were deceived of what beauty their skin was tainted by the image of things promised. They were wrong. They were convinced to announce their conviction in visual terms. And we let it happen. A series of women pliable and wonton for acceptance, viscerally tearing at their flesh… to survive. Devoid of birthing or knowledge of years prior, complying with vestiges of what should have been strength only being offered by the media curated prostitution offered via media to guide them.

You must have an all season place. We are just not in the right spot for a lot of good cold weather crops. Best we have currently are sweet potato, egg plant, kale, and cantaloupes. Peppers are pushing too. I love cabbage, but unfortunately so do the woodline caterpillars in our area, little jerks. Takes a good cold to make them sweet too. Mmm mmm.

Met a nice butcher today who has 7 children, who also indicated there was land, in the lost, up for sale…. He also said we could jew the price down and now I think we are bonded.. in this desolate wasteland of extreme heat. I purchased his smoked sausage and eyed my husband across the room… we proceeded to butcher meat further and discuss the prices. Today a fren met.! Somewhere in a fever dream.