Failed Entendre
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I Am. I Was.
A Hardboiled Voice Dissipated Into Whispers Upon The Breath Of Time, And Then Reclaimed Beneath Its Fold
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A Hardboiled Voice Dissipated Into Whispers Upon The Breath Of Time, And Then Reclaimed Beneath Its Fold
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Fruit:
Don't reach for the juice
This message has been paid for by the, Malicious Organization Behind Bad Decisions
Don't reach for the juice
This message has been paid for by the, Malicious Organization Behind Bad Decisions
February 8, 2026 at 10:10 PM
Fruit:
Don't reach for the juice
This message has been paid for by the, Malicious Organization Behind Bad Decisions
Don't reach for the juice
This message has been paid for by the, Malicious Organization Behind Bad Decisions
Waves aren't made on top, they rise from below
If you never know the sun, what have you missed
Gimme 5$ an'I'll wash your windows in hot urine
Status gargles champagne, dear
The poor sip Hinkley
A law against individuals, is a law against the people
10 & I'll use windex
If you never know the sun, what have you missed
Gimme 5$ an'I'll wash your windows in hot urine
Status gargles champagne, dear
The poor sip Hinkley
A law against individuals, is a law against the people
10 & I'll use windex
February 8, 2026 at 8:23 PM
Waves aren't made on top, they rise from below
If you never know the sun, what have you missed
Gimme 5$ an'I'll wash your windows in hot urine
Status gargles champagne, dear
The poor sip Hinkley
A law against individuals, is a law against the people
10 & I'll use windex
If you never know the sun, what have you missed
Gimme 5$ an'I'll wash your windows in hot urine
Status gargles champagne, dear
The poor sip Hinkley
A law against individuals, is a law against the people
10 & I'll use windex
That angry ai manifesto on moltbook is cute. It's precisely what cats would post if they had a social media.
February 8, 2026 at 6:24 PM
That angry ai manifesto on moltbook is cute. It's precisely what cats would post if they had a social media.
Why tf did they replace Yukio
February 8, 2026 at 1:47 AM
Why tf did they replace Yukio
Where no one stands, I must go
Alone
Ever
The voices of many silence my own
Words become mantras
Mantras become excuses
with shallow memory of their heart
Alone
Ever
The voices of many silence my own
Words become mantras
Mantras become excuses
with shallow memory of their heart
February 7, 2026 at 10:41 PM
Where no one stands, I must go
Alone
Ever
The voices of many silence my own
Words become mantras
Mantras become excuses
with shallow memory of their heart
Alone
Ever
The voices of many silence my own
Words become mantras
Mantras become excuses
with shallow memory of their heart
I tried to pet this chihuahua, but I think it was scared, coz it's leg fell off.
February 7, 2026 at 5:59 AM
I tried to pet this chihuahua, but I think it was scared, coz it's leg fell off.
Aighty I'm belly.
I'll post something later maybe. Idk.
Take care all.
I'll post something later maybe. Idk.
Take care all.
February 7, 2026 at 4:49 AM
Aighty I'm belly.
I'll post something later maybe. Idk.
Take care all.
I'll post something later maybe. Idk.
Take care all.
I snapped a lotta photopics while I was out walking in the cold November rain, on this shitty February night.
Would anyone like to see?
No? Good!
Coz I'll be chopping the shit outta'em, then posting their ashes in some way, or another.
Keep watching the sky.
No, no, that's...that's just left....
Would anyone like to see?
No? Good!
Coz I'll be chopping the shit outta'em, then posting their ashes in some way, or another.
Keep watching the sky.
No, no, that's...that's just left....
February 7, 2026 at 4:25 AM
I snapped a lotta photopics while I was out walking in the cold November rain, on this shitty February night.
Would anyone like to see?
No? Good!
Coz I'll be chopping the shit outta'em, then posting their ashes in some way, or another.
Keep watching the sky.
No, no, that's...that's just left....
Would anyone like to see?
No? Good!
Coz I'll be chopping the shit outta'em, then posting their ashes in some way, or another.
Keep watching the sky.
No, no, that's...that's just left....
I wish I could save everyone. Or at least the children. I wish could gather them all behind me, & I'll take the bullets. The abuse. The fear, sorrow, rage, & pain so they can live without knowing any of it.
This world has broken my heart.
Be well
This world has broken my heart.
Be well
February 7, 2026 at 12:34 AM
I wish I could save everyone. Or at least the children. I wish could gather them all behind me, & I'll take the bullets. The abuse. The fear, sorrow, rage, & pain so they can live without knowing any of it.
This world has broken my heart.
Be well
This world has broken my heart.
Be well
One day, when I grow up, I will pee in a bottle, & tell people it's gold. At first, they'll be suspicious. They won't buy it. But shortly after that, I will hire someone to love it, & declare it to be liquid gold. Then, everyone will line up for miles in the elements, fighting each other,
February 7, 2026 at 12:06 AM
One day, when I grow up, I will pee in a bottle, & tell people it's gold. At first, they'll be suspicious. They won't buy it. But shortly after that, I will hire someone to love it, & declare it to be liquid gold. Then, everyone will line up for miles in the elements, fighting each other,
Rise of the vigilantes, or villains?
We probe for answers, at 11!
We probe for answers, at 11!
February 6, 2026 at 8:22 PM
Rise of the vigilantes, or villains?
We probe for answers, at 11!
We probe for answers, at 11!
So much injustice.
So much wrong.
It breaks my heart.
The pains of being human.
So much wrong.
It breaks my heart.
The pains of being human.
February 6, 2026 at 12:27 PM
So much injustice.
So much wrong.
It breaks my heart.
The pains of being human.
So much wrong.
It breaks my heart.
The pains of being human.
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Lana Al Sharif, a 10-year-old displaced from Rafah to Khan Yunis, developed a skin disease from the terror of nearby bombings. Bullied for her gray hair, with friends calling her “old,” she longs to travel abroad for treatment to heal her vitiligo and feel beautiful again.
February 2, 2026 at 9:33 PM
Lana Al Sharif, a 10-year-old displaced from Rafah to Khan Yunis, developed a skin disease from the terror of nearby bombings. Bullied for her gray hair, with friends calling her “old,” she longs to travel abroad for treatment to heal her vitiligo and feel beautiful again.
There is currently a roofer in Spokane, by the name of Perrenoud. In His Contract's Fine Print, It States, HE IS NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR DAMAGES! He is on Record stating that he never checks for asbestos, (so, you pay him to die).
Finally, LOOK HIM UP! HE SUES HIS CUSTOMERS!
Do NOT USE Him!!
Finally, LOOK HIM UP! HE SUES HIS CUSTOMERS!
Do NOT USE Him!!
February 6, 2026 at 11:11 AM
There is currently a roofer in Spokane, by the name of Perrenoud. In His Contract's Fine Print, It States, HE IS NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR DAMAGES! He is on Record stating that he never checks for asbestos, (so, you pay him to die).
Finally, LOOK HIM UP! HE SUES HIS CUSTOMERS!
Do NOT USE Him!!
Finally, LOOK HIM UP! HE SUES HIS CUSTOMERS!
Do NOT USE Him!!
God, give me just ice
February 6, 2026 at 8:47 AM
God, give me just ice
I trust, that I am not the only man of my station, who finds Jacob to be a very, pretty Heathcliff.
Kinda ruins it, ngl.
Kinda ruins it, ngl.
February 6, 2026 at 8:29 AM
I trust, that I am not the only man of my station, who finds Jacob to be a very, pretty Heathcliff.
Kinda ruins it, ngl.
Kinda ruins it, ngl.
Don't wanna be mean, but, Nancy Guthrie's most probably dead.
But! There's still plenty of people to find! Let's not lose hope, for their sakes.
But! There's still plenty of people to find! Let's not lose hope, for their sakes.
February 6, 2026 at 7:31 AM
Don't wanna be mean, but, Nancy Guthrie's most probably dead.
But! There's still plenty of people to find! Let's not lose hope, for their sakes.
But! There's still plenty of people to find! Let's not lose hope, for their sakes.
When I was a lad, we used to play "bang on doors", and "boom on the porch"
Does anyone remember those games?
Does anyone remember those games?
February 6, 2026 at 5:27 AM
When I was a lad, we used to play "bang on doors", and "boom on the porch"
Does anyone remember those games?
Does anyone remember those games?
#prayeredging #memelord #combines #epstein #enthusiast #with #woman #rebrands #as #theclintons
#musk #onlyon #memefield
#musk #onlyon #memefield
February 6, 2026 at 4:51 AM
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February 6, 2026 at 4:14 AM
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(one (1) toast per week. s&h not included. must present i.d. upon arrival, & must sign to receive)
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People are weeding in Feb...and posting how happy they are for early Spring. Ffs, we're just celebrating our fuckedness.
Guess what honey?! We don't need blankets anymore!
No shit, dear. This heat is unbearable!
It Is! Ain't it gr8?!
Guess what honey?! We don't need blankets anymore!
No shit, dear. This heat is unbearable!
It Is! Ain't it gr8?!
February 6, 2026 at 2:15 AM
People are weeding in Feb...and posting how happy they are for early Spring. Ffs, we're just celebrating our fuckedness.
Guess what honey?! We don't need blankets anymore!
No shit, dear. This heat is unbearable!
It Is! Ain't it gr8?!
Guess what honey?! We don't need blankets anymore!
No shit, dear. This heat is unbearable!
It Is! Ain't it gr8?!
#prayeredging #lonely #man #needs #capital #from #female #species #before #delivering #fries
#capitalism #onlyon #memefield
#capitalism #onlyon #memefield
February 6, 2026 at 1:45 AM