The Turkish company Pugedon has created a vending machine that’s dispensing help for both the environment and our furry friends.
this makes me so happy
I love these!
My hair now and the haircut I’m thinking about getting
What do you guys think?
I’m all open for suggestions.
nothing is more satisfying than rubbing several slices of wet garlic bread all over your body.
Before: with make-up
After: no make-up
Quite a bit can change with makeup and I only use cover up, concealer, eye shadow, eye liner, and sometimes lip gloss or lip stick.
So I walked into my local music store to check on electric ukuleles and I found
We are stranded 5,000km away from home. Our airline canceled our tickets. We have no way to go home. We need your help.
We are in dire need to return home immediately to formalize our stay in a country where we won’t get murdered for our identities. We need 400 euros/315 pounds/530 dollars to purchase a ticket that will get us there.
MY BATH EVERY NIGHT. I GET INTO IT AND ALLOW THE SLIME TO TOUCH MY LEGS. I RUB IT INTO MY LEGS AND OVER MY LEG HAIRS> IT IS IMPERATIVE THAT I ALLOW THE SLIME TO TOUCH THE HAIRS OF MY LEG AND THE BACKS OF MY THIGHS. IT FEELS GOOD GIVING MYSELF TO THE SLIME. IT FEELS SMOOTH. IT IS COOL AND RUBBERY AGAINST MY UNGUARDED FLESH. I INHALE THE CLEAN, TOXIC SMELL— IF I DRANK THE SLIME I WOULD BE KILLED. EVER SINCE THE GOVERMNENT REPLASCED MY BATHWATER WITH EXPERIMENTAL SLUDGE I HAVE FELT MORE CONTENT, MORE AT PEACE. I FEEL PLACID AND PLIANT. THE SLIME RESTS ON MY CHEST NOW, OOZING LANGUIDLY OVER MY MANY SCARS. IT STINGS AND I RELISH IN THE PAIN, IT FEELS SO GOOD LETTING THE SLIME CREEP OVER ME. IT HAS ALMOST REACHED MY CHIN NOW. I LOVE TO ACCEPT. I LVOE TO OBEY. I AM NO LONGER A PERSON. I DRIFT IN COMPLACENT SUSPENSION UNTIL THE ALARM EMBEDDED IN MY WRIST BEEPS THRICE, SIGNALLING ME TO EMPTY THE TUB. I OPEN THE DRAINS WITHOUT HESITATION. I SUBMIT TO THE COMMAND. I WAIT FOR THE SLIME TO SINK TO ASS-LEVEL AND CLIMB OUT, THICK STRANDS OF GREEN CLINGING MOMENTARILY TO MY BODY. THE SLIME COATS MY ANKLES, KNEES, ASS AND GENITALS. IT DRIPS PLEASANTLY DOWN FROM MY CHEST TO MY STOMACH. I AM OWNED, I THINK IN A DULL VOICE, WATCHING THE LAST SLIME CREEP DOWN THE DRAINS, FEELING THE SLIME FINALLY SLIDE DOWN FROM MY BODY ENTIRELY, LEAVING MY FLESH EXPOSED AND CLEAN. I BELONG. I AM AT PEACE. I HAVE BEEN SLIMED. I WILL BE SLIMED AGAIN TOMORROW
what the fuck is wrong with this website
I’m surprised I haven’t seen any Homestucks on this. Anyways, I’m sure all you others know what I’m talking about.
Just called an anorexia help line and the girl answered and immediately hearing I was male said “you’re real funny douche” and hung up. If you dot think that’s messed up, u messed up.
ARE YOU FREAKING KIDDING ME
she probs tired of idiots prank calling her so
YEAH WELL THAT DOESN’T GIVE HER THE FUCKING RIGHT TO HANG UP ON THE GUY