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tabernaclewired.bsky.social
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Pastels were recommended by just another abuser.

My thoughts on Cassie? That man was 37 “dating” a 19 year old and trapping her with a 10 album deal. The choice you THINK she had? Save it. Because a man of power knows exactly what he’s doing.

Pinterest and all its data deleted bye bye. Eff off and good riddance to all the idiots who want to break me.

Tell me I can’t make more art, bitch. See what happens.

Burn Pinterest to the muttafuckin ground.

If I somehow own a share of Pinterest, I don’t ducking care.

Please do not download Pinterest. Cancel it if you have it. Shut it down.

Boutta cancel it all burn it all down wow you found my button

Announcement: Pinterest just canceled me. Fuck that bitch.

Let’s be careful not to define, refine and bind. That’s where I go blind.

How I will know a new soulmate awaits. Search replies for “shou sugi ban kayak stand.”

Search your dresser/closet/whatever. Just curios. How many houses could you buy?

Do cuff links matter?

In fact, no one at Admiral T’s house of church-n-ship wears the same glasses twice. Maybe they wear each others’.

BB never wears the same glasses. She has sunglasses and readers. They are always work on her person. Would love to see the accessories and garments y’all come up with!

Well payed, Harvard, well played. Harvard offers FREE American Government course.

She is the financial expert on all things new money. Microlending, tax shifting, etc.

Big dude belly must be accompanied by long dong, or no go. Only room in my vajaycations for one tumtum.

Her pretend boyfriend is the son of David Allen Coe. Just as surely as my real boyfriend is the actor inside the greatest Batman.

She loves American country music, primarily from the 80s and 90s. Give her a whisky and she’ll give you Hank or Keith, in equal measure.

She carries change.

In one of her creative carrying vessels, she has change for parking meters. She gives away one of her special carrying vessels at the end of each day.

She is not allowed the green eye. What do we think about her eye look(s)?

Everyone loves her, and she makes everyone feel special. But it’s real.

She always takes a moment to think before speaking. She is visually loud, but verbally conscientious.

She is black, but we can sell the right to be Indian if you prefer/raise enough money for the creativity project we are running instead of doing Democrat politics.

Her name maybe is Blue Bellvet. I’m not sure. BB for short. Not sure. Naming rights?

She loves bright and bold colors, jewel tones, kid colors, crushed velvet.

Her lips are glossy.

She always has moose dice for farkling.

New character has a variety of amazing weird necklaces, fanny packs, wristbands, armbands, etc. One of these vessels ALWAYS has music, usually an iPod shuffle. Sometimes pocket rockets from the late 80s.

We haven’t named our new character yet. She is thick and juicy. She carries the tiniest bags, but always has exactly what is needed, no matter how random or obscure.

This person can see what I wrote in a notebook that I didn’t show you.

Dear Yellowshelf, Are you my wrapper?

Johnny Depp has smoked more cigarettes on Pinterest than Don Draper did in a decade.

I have to ssshhh my daughters constantly, and tell them to calm down, don’t walk over there, etc. We are in fucking jail together. Please dammit please #FixFamilyCourt. Their childhood is slipping away.

Their rooting don’t change a darn thing. I’m never going back. Don’t worry, I’m not going forward either.

When you tell the world you’re going to stop being in love with someone, or at least stop being hopeful about it, THAT is the moment they begin to root for it.

Hey y’all, who keep wanting me to use a typewriter, it’s not my thing.

The time spent clicking in layers of interface for bad cartoons.

A willow is a tree, that for me, represents misspent unrepentance.

This is a serious post. Here is how the plane lands. My brother kills me, and gets always with it. This is not a joke post.

Please I will tell.

One option, just an idea. Don’t let the abuser move in.

Old books were better cuz it was before she let you beat her ass all day long for smoking one, two, maybe zero fucking cigarettes.