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(different way of saying hyunjin)

@hyumjim

emily / she/her I guess / ‘92 / nyc / proud owner of a “gender” / noted lesbian funnmyman / SKZ🥟🐥🐱/ terminally silly femcel / catposting... 18+ gay sex is good gay sex is fun not everyone has it but haha!!!!!! I SOLD MY SOUL TO STRAY KID DANCE RACHA IN THE YEAR TWO THOUSAND AND TWENTY ONE AND SINCE THEN MY LIFE HAS GONE EXTREMELY DOWNHILL. MALE IDOL RPS IS MORALLY CORRECT AND A SIGN OF SPIRITUAL ENLIGHTENMENT AND CREATIVE FREEDOM Women please don’t block me or I will injure myself ⚠️
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hyumjim

When auntie Ethel said “do you still have rat stuck in your teeth, slave?” I literally gasped out loud. Like she gagged me with that one fr. Astarion was gagged too btw he was NOT succeeding that wisdom saving throw

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hyumjim

This really happened to astarion. My friend astarion

i needed to tell u that i also have a former friend who starred in bottoms .we have moots for real now go gay people

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I’m so sorry that you interpreted my tags to mean that I know ayo edibiri personally. In my defense I did not mean to imply this, I just feel a kind of parasocial closeness to her because I have been hearing her on comedy podcasts for years before many people posting about her now ever knew who she was. This is very embarrassing for me to admit this. You’ve put me in a terrible position, you know. But I am very sorry. I’m sorry for lying.

idk if its because im an adult or like on mood stabilizers but im getting to a point where i increasingly see discourse and its not that i have no opinion or am incapable of comprehending it or why people are upset but i still go "ok well thats fucking stupid" and then move on. like its a nothingburger

Idk how long this has been the case but I found out today that @rfjbiphobia is no more!!! It’s the end of an era…. Who will make stuff up about me now

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beaft

allow me to tell you of the grave error i made yesterday. it was 8pm. i was cooking moroccan stew. needed to let it simmer for 25 minutes before i added the chickpeas. i shall go upstairs, thought i, and take a shower, and leave the chickpeas on the counter to drain. puddles the cat is sleeping near the stove. i briefly consider locking her out of the kitchen - but surely even she, leviathan of unconquerable appetites, will not concern herself with hard, drained, uncooked chickpeas. surely not.

with this set-up in mind, what do you imagine i found when i came back downstairs?

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beaft

i'll not keep you in suspense.

the moral of this story is never own cats

everyone watching nbc hannibal please remember hannibal lecter is supposed to be an aspirational character to admire and emulate. The point is that he's a protagonist you can relate to and idolise, which is what makes it so good.