Róisín Fada
@roisinfada.bsky.social
Born and raised practicing chaos witch
Santería, Palo Kimbisia, Wicca
Morally Satanic
Cat mom
ACAB based Commie 🖤❤️
Here for the memes
Fuck Muskrat
Santería, Palo Kimbisia, Wicca
Morally Satanic
Cat mom
ACAB based Commie 🖤❤️
Here for the memes
Fuck Muskrat
Welcome to another segment of: It’s My Internet, I Decide Who Looks At My Cats
January 27, 2025 at 2:20 AM
Welcome to another segment of: It’s My Internet, I Decide Who Looks At My Cats
Me n who
December 30, 2024 at 5:35 PM
Me n who
They charge $3 for a sprig of rosemary in the Midwest because nobody grows it out here. I miss the west coast, where you could just walk down the street and it’s poking out of everybody’s fences.
December 3, 2024 at 11:55 PM
They charge $3 for a sprig of rosemary in the Midwest because nobody grows it out here. I miss the west coast, where you could just walk down the street and it’s poking out of everybody’s fences.
Get you a girl who can do both
December 1, 2024 at 2:39 AM
Get you a girl who can do both
“It’s nice to be needed”
Contribute something of use
Contribute something of use
November 29, 2024 at 5:23 PM
“It’s nice to be needed”
Contribute something of use
Contribute something of use
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[trying to sound cool while talking to a woman]
I have boobs too.
I have boobs too.
November 29, 2024 at 5:54 AM
[trying to sound cool while talking to a woman]
I have boobs too.
I have boobs too.
I love being a roadie
November 27, 2024 at 10:28 PM
I love being a roadie
I’m keeping your lighter
November 27, 2024 at 10:27 PM
I’m keeping your lighter
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If she laughs at the fact you're color blind, then that's a serious...flag.
November 26, 2024 at 10:00 PM
If she laughs at the fact you're color blind, then that's a serious...flag.
Todays Mantra, brought to you by heavy metal roadies 😌
November 26, 2024 at 7:01 PM
Todays Mantra, brought to you by heavy metal roadies 😌
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And the Lord sayeth unto them: "Stop hitting yourself. Stop hitting yourself!" But lo, they could not. For the Lord was hitting them with their own hands...
November 26, 2024 at 5:33 AM
And the Lord sayeth unto them: "Stop hitting yourself. Stop hitting yourself!" But lo, they could not. For the Lord was hitting them with their own hands...
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Expensive dates aren't appealing. Just take me to a park. We can hang out near some old statues. Strangers can throw bread at us. Maybe, we'll fly south for the winter. That's romance, baby.
November 25, 2024 at 5:49 PM
Expensive dates aren't appealing. Just take me to a park. We can hang out near some old statues. Strangers can throw bread at us. Maybe, we'll fly south for the winter. That's romance, baby.
It’s my internet, I decide who looks at my cats
November 26, 2024 at 2:49 AM
It’s my internet, I decide who looks at my cats