Technoblade Seemed Like Such A Good Man, And Such An Inspiration To All. We'll All Miss Him, And After

Technoblade seemed like such a good man, and such an inspiration to all. We'll all miss him, and after his long fight, he deserves to rest in peace. Please be respectful to his family and friends, this most definetly a hard time for them. Do not beg for content from ccs or complain about delays or lack of quality. Be respectful, their friend has died. Also be respectful to in community ccs such as writers and artists. Be kind. As much as I wish this was a joke, a "jk, I'm actually fine" it's not. So treat it as such.

Rest in peace, Technoblade. May you take on the kingdom of whatever god is out there, knowing you changed the lives of all you touched.

♥️

Found a cute little pocket journal at five below, so instead of taking care of mini house plants (they were succulents and cute af) im writing a fantasy journal from the pov of a mentally ill psychotic prince and a teenage boy/cult sacrifice. They just so happen to be brothers.

3/4 SBI Crack I Wrote At 3am

    Philza Minecraft was opening the door, completely unprepared to see his son unconscious and probably drunk, and a random blonde teenager holding him bridal style, a scowl on his face.

    “Is this yours?” The boy asked.

    “Umm… Yeah? Why do you-” Phil was interrupted by the boy pushing past him into the living room, dropping Wilbur on the couch.

    Phil looked at the boy.

    And the boy stared back, his tail lashing behind him, and his ears twitching.

    “Try not to let him out of the house to go drink again. Also, your couch is ugly.”

    Phil returned the scowl, annoyed that this teenage boy would insult his bright pink couch.

    Before he could comment, the teen strutted out, leaving Phil to deal with the mess that was Wilbur Soot.

    “What the-” Phil cut himself off and sighed. “Wil, what are we going to do with you?”

    Phil went over to the refrigerator to get a cold water bottle.

    “Of course, the one time you need to study for an exam you get drunk of all things.” He went back over to the old, worn, and bright pink couch. He popped off the cap and dumped the bottle over Wilbur’s head.

Apparently on mobile you can hold down the new post button and drag it across your screen to make colours.

Me, seeing Double Life content on my feed: "I LOSE INTERNET FOR TWO DAYS. TWO. AND SOMETHING NEW ALREADY STARTED."

Also me: "Desertduo enjoyers go brr."

I am very stupid.

I have, in a 24 hour period, done three things. I have signed up for a volunteer shift that happened in june, laid on my dog pee stained carpet floor for 3 hours reading fanfics, listening to legal woes on loop, and eating gummie bears.

Oh i also stabbed myself in the breast with a steak knife while doing the dishes.