You don’t know what to make of the feelings she stirs. For one like you to entertain thoughts of attraction for such genetic filth would be utter depravity.
all aboard equius/aradia
The mail is the one final hope for resurrecting a dead planet from its ashes, and the letter carriers are the brave soldiers of God in this righteous crusade. They are the defenders of the light of knowledge, free communication, and the exchange of ideas. They are the bold toters of all those little papery conduits of freedom, the white postmarked angels that whisper a message on their deliverance, a promise to the yearning: “There is hope yet.”
Liberty. Reason. Justice. Civility. Edification. Perfection.
MAIL.
❞
(via the-true-oneandonly-beyblade-god) GC: B3C4US3 1V3 GOT YOUR WHOL3 ADV3NTUR3 R1GHT H3R3 1N FRONT OF M3
EB: do you have a braille screen or something?
omigod
GT: hey, happy birthday jade!
GG: yay thank you john!!!!! :D
GT: whew ok, i got your present in the mail JUST on time.
GT: plus i sent rose’s and dave’s too.
GT: why do your guys’es birthdays got to be all bunched together like that??? you are running me ragged!
GG: heheh i know but it is nice of you to think of us all like that!
GT: i can’t wait for you to see what i got you. i don’t want to spoil it or anything but hopefully it will help you solve those problems you’ve been having lately.
GT: MYSTERIOUS WINK ;)
all aboard john/jade
TG: ok so
TG: the egg is now in a nest made of shitty swords and soft puppet ass
TG: please advise
ily dave
GT: why do your guys’es birthdays got to be all bunched together like that??? you are running me ragged!
GG: heheh i know but it is nice of you to think of us all like that!
all aboard the john/jade ship
Rose is just sitting there in her mausoleum just like “LOL PESTERCHUM SBURB”
like there isn’t a HUGE FUCKING FIRE RAGING OUTSIDE