The Juggalo God
@jenixsmile.bsky.social
A national treasure. String the sinner by his wings.
I miss the mom I thought I had. I get an urge to call her and check on her every day. Every so often I cave and call and it’s not the same. My mom is no longer real. I made her up and I miss her every single day
April 10, 2025 at 4:39 AM
I miss the mom I thought I had. I get an urge to call her and check on her every day. Every so often I cave and call and it’s not the same. My mom is no longer real. I made her up and I miss her every single day
probably tomorrow
February 19, 2025 at 7:01 AM
probably tomorrow