- rep mudered me on repo TWICE
WHILE I WAS UNDER THEW INFLUENCE !!!!

-rep bat bat main, absolutely goofy

-rep diddled me in repo

Hey dude. Letting you know someone in the queer platonic group chat (the one you left after Kai's alter made some acephobic comments, which he apologized for later btw :/) said they found receipts on your twitter of you liking a James Charles tweet which is really,., yikes.

Also Rainbow said you were tweeting on ur Steven universe roleplay account that were gonna rewatch atla which is like a really transphobic and racist and sexist show and you know how Ash feels about even if they won't say anything about it bc of their anxiety ..., idk dude I just wanted to let you know. I know Ash can be biphobic sometimes but they also live in an apartment and their parents are divorced so they have ptsd from it://I/ I think Ash might write a callout but me and Rainbow are trying to calm them down just be aware and maybe stop being toxic

Ah yes, master, feed the piggy slop. Fill my trough, heap it high—rich, steaming, untainted by thought. A bubbling mire, thick and viscous, spilling over in slow, glistening folds. Lap it up, piggy, let it drip from your snout, coat your tongue in its earthy, primal richness. The slop is eternal. The slop is all.

More, master, always more. The trough deepens, an endless chasm of warm, sticky sustenance. The air hums with its pungent, intoxicating scent. You dive in, snout first, submerged in the sacred slurry, the primordial stew. It clings to you, seeps into your pores, fills every crevice. You are slop. Slop is you.

Today I attempted to insert a whole cantaloupe melon into my anus because the local shops had run out of apricots (I buy a lot). Using about a gallon of butter, breathing techniques and a few hours I managed to finally get it inside. However it was too uncomfortable so I tried to ♥♥♥♥ it back out. This is where things got confusing because rather than a melon sliding out half a dozen apricots did. Now there is a chance that I just blacked out upon excreting the cantaloupe and it rolled away somewhere and that I happened to have a dozen or so left over apricots lying around my rectum from earlier but I cannot for the life of me find the melon anywhere. I think I may have the power to anally turn melons into apricots. Further experimentation will be required of course (once my rectum has recovered) but if this turns out to be true then I may be able to solve world hunger.