Message from @noobypropmaker
Discord ID: 555621433603260417
wtf
what happened to all the roles
>mom I wish I was a dinosaur
>Why? Cause they're scary?
>No, because they're dead.
Kek.
>mom I wish I could be a plane
>Why because they can fly?
>no so I can hang like those models
*Dabs*
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I would if I could
I can't because 1) I don't have the money to buy one and 2) autists in Russia can't legally obtain a driver's license that allows you to operate anything past a fucking motorized wheelchair, and I'm an autist
Drive in a wheelchair nigga.
If I get the chance, I most definetely will
Just imagine a bunch of junkies gathering on the side of the road to share some heroin when they see a retard in a wheelchair drive over to them with bassboosted Filthy Frank music blasting through the speakers on the back of said wheelchair and steal their heroin in the middle of all the confusion
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And then you go up to a group of nuns with your wheelchair bros and say "ERR UH DUR DUH DOI DEE DOI"
Epic
I got called cute today qwq
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TAKE ME OUT TONIGHT
WHERE THERES MUSIC AND THERES PEOPLE
AND THE’RE YUNG AND ALIVE
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nice
Ready for a /nightwalk/
perfect weather for /nightwalk/
I'm flooded in, so I'm just listening to doomer music while fucking around on games
Fucking hell
Do you ever forget yourself and just go about with your daily routine, then you take a moment to think about shit or see your reflection and remember who you are and what situation you're in, then existential dread sets in and you wanna ask God: "Yo, my nigga, what the FUCK did I do in my past lives to deserve this shit?"
Yeah, I've been there before. Usually when half asleep and zoned out of sleep meds and listening to music.
It's usually "I know I'm real in this moment, and I'm thinking these thoughts, but I know at some point, there will be a time where there will be no more thoughts and none of this shit matters."
I like this version of the song
Kind of
For me it's usually caused by returning home after working, looking in the mirror, realizing who I am, what was my past, what is my present and what might be my future, then I start feeling as if God has decided to shit on my life in particular for some reason