Chaotic Tendencies in Writing on Substack 📝
BusyBeeWitched on Twitch 🎮🐝
ADHD in the sheets, Social Anxiety in the streets 🧸🫠
There are cats sometimes 😻🐾🐈
#cheese #macandcheese #helpme
#cheese #macandcheese #helpme
#gaming #videogames #borderlands #womengamers #dudeno #twitch #twitchstreamer
#gaming #videogames #borderlands #womengamers #dudeno #twitch #twitchstreamer
#writing #romance #fiction #western #homestead
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I'm making the Italian shells but if you can swing it in your food budget definitely consider adding peas, carrots, onion, and tomato.
I'm making the Italian shells but if you can swing it in your food budget definitely consider adding peas, carrots, onion, and tomato.
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#Substack #writing
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#Substack #writing
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#writing #Substack
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I'm going live on Twitch after a few weeks of being quiet (school and life 😮💨). Find me at BusyBeeWitched on Twitch. I'll be with my husband @mattsiepie.bsky.social playing Borderlands Game of the Year ✨Enhanced✨ and then maybe PreSequel.
#twitch #gaming
I'm going live on Twitch after a few weeks of being quiet (school and life 😮💨). Find me at BusyBeeWitched on Twitch. I'll be with my husband @mattsiepie.bsky.social playing Borderlands Game of the Year ✨Enhanced✨ and then maybe PreSequel.
#twitch #gaming
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Men’s white brief underwear.
Hunting rifles and deer heads mounted on the walls.
I look into their fake plastic eyes and see only myself.
Caressing their once-alive fur I grieve the freedom they had.
For we both are only for the enjoyment of a sick man.
Prey to the hunter.
Men’s white brief underwear.
Hunting rifles and deer heads mounted on the walls.
I look into their fake plastic eyes and see only myself.
Caressing their once-alive fur I grieve the freedom they had.
For we both are only for the enjoyment of a sick man.
Prey to the hunter.