- Joined
- Apr 17, 2025
Sproking with delight, seeing what's to come...
The image of the dead, dead thread in my mind...
The jannies swear to Soot, while leaking from their cunts
I know my gems and I will probably soon be banned
If (You) run out of meds, come find us seething on the 'cord
Bring gemstones, spam the sage, my little brown age