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Idea What: melodicwhisper8079: I have no idea what forces compelled me to reblog this
Idea What: melodicwhisper8079:

I have no idea what forces compelled me to reblog this

melodicwhisper8079: I have no idea what forces compelled me to reblog this

Idea What: You have no idea what kinda power i have
Idea What: You have no idea what kinda power i have

You have no idea what kinda power i have

Idea What: He have no idea what’s going on just excited to be involved (via: @lilmanlife)
Idea What: He have no idea what’s going on just excited to be involved (via: @lilmanlife)

He have no idea what’s going on just excited to be involved (via: @lilmanlife)

Idea What: I have no idea what to say to him right now, i feel catfished
Idea What: I have no idea what to say to him right now, i feel catfished

I have no idea what to say to him right now, i feel catfished

Idea What: When you have no idea what’s going on but you still try to help.
Idea What: When you have no idea what’s going on but you still try to help.

When you have no idea what’s going on but you still try to help.

Idea What: kettleburner: i-have-n0-idea-what-im-d0ing: ampervadasz: Unmute ! This is what “Boys Will Be Boys” should mean That poor guy… has a snore like that AND was burned horribly by his friends???
Idea What: kettleburner:
i-have-n0-idea-what-im-d0ing:

ampervadasz:
Unmute !

This is what “Boys Will Be Boys” should mean


That poor guy… has a snore like that AND was burned horribly by his friends???

kettleburner: i-have-n0-idea-what-im-d0ing: ampervadasz: Unmute ! This is what “Boys Will Be Boys” should mean That poor guy… has a s...

Idea What: stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))). Prologue            My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him.            I am anxious for another romantic experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up. My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly, but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but I’ve learned to work with what I have. I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together. I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need right now. Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected… Day 1            My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school.            After, I went for a run in my neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules, but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the world goes to shit.            I laid on my bed for a while and ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them.            Next, I checked my school email and discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.            I checked my Instagram feed and ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media posts. Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media; get laid. This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but sex does sound nice right now.            It sounds so nice that I grab my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed sheets. The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off. Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except for me.
Idea What: stellarsteele:
Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))).
Prologue
            My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned
out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me
creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him. 
            I am anxious for another romantic
experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but
this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up.
My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with
unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. 
Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly,
but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a
good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but
I’ve learned to work with what I have.
I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot
of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence
of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. 
I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck
with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my
mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in
college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together.
I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going
to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out
of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super
hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college
cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. 
I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take
this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need
right now. 
Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am
not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected…
Day 1
            My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by
cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that
desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of
clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school. 
            After, I went for a run in my
neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social
distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules,
but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the
world goes to shit.
            I laid on my bed for a while and
ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that
since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell
asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big
part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them. 
            Next, I checked my school email and
discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I
have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor
will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.
            I checked my Instagram feed and
ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which
was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media
posts.
Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new
album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up
with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more
time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media;
get laid. 
This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but
sex does sound nice right now. 
            It sounds so nice that I grab
my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my
vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top
of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so
wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other
hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and
out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my
cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed
sheets. 
The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off.
Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man
since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my
bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except
for me.

stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :)...

Idea What: stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))). Prologue            My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him.            I am anxious for another romantic experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up. My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly, but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but I’ve learned to work with what I have. I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together. I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need right now. Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected… Day 1            My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school.            After, I went for a run in my neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules, but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the world goes to shit.            I laid on my bed for a while and ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them.            Next, I checked my school email and discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.            I checked my Instagram feed and ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media posts. Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media; get laid. This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but sex does sound nice right now.            It sounds so nice that I grab my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed sheets. The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off. Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except for me.
Idea What: stellarsteele:
Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))).
Prologue
            My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned
out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me
creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him. 
            I am anxious for another romantic
experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but
this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up.
My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with
unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. 
Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly,
but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a
good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but
I’ve learned to work with what I have.
I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot
of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence
of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. 
I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck
with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my
mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in
college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together.
I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going
to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out
of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super
hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college
cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. 
I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take
this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need
right now. 
Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am
not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected…
Day 1
            My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by
cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that
desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of
clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school. 
            After, I went for a run in my
neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social
distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules,
but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the
world goes to shit.
            I laid on my bed for a while and
ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that
since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell
asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big
part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them. 
            Next, I checked my school email and
discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I
have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor
will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.
            I checked my Instagram feed and
ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which
was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media
posts.
Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new
album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up
with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more
time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media;
get laid. 
This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but
sex does sound nice right now. 
            It sounds so nice that I grab
my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my
vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top
of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so
wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other
hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and
out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my
cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed
sheets. 
The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off.
Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man
since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my
bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except
for me.

stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :)...

Idea What: stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))). Prologue            My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him.            I am anxious for another romantic experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up. My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly, but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but I’ve learned to work with what I have. I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together. I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need right now. Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected… Day 1            My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school.            After, I went for a run in my neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules, but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the world goes to shit.            I laid on my bed for a while and ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them.            Next, I checked my school email and discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.            I checked my Instagram feed and ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media posts. Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media; get laid. This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but sex does sound nice right now.            It sounds so nice that I grab my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed sheets. The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off. Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except for me.
Idea What: stellarsteele:
Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))).
Prologue
            My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned
out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me
creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him. 
            I am anxious for another romantic
experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but
this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up.
My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with
unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. 
Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly,
but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a
good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but
I’ve learned to work with what I have.
I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot
of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence
of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. 
I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck
with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my
mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in
college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together.
I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going
to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out
of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super
hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college
cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. 
I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take
this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need
right now. 
Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am
not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected…
Day 1
            My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by
cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that
desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of
clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school. 
            After, I went for a run in my
neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social
distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules,
but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the
world goes to shit.
            I laid on my bed for a while and
ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that
since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell
asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big
part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them. 
            Next, I checked my school email and
discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I
have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor
will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.
            I checked my Instagram feed and
ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which
was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media
posts.
Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new
album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up
with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more
time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media;
get laid. 
This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but
sex does sound nice right now. 
            It sounds so nice that I grab
my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my
vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top
of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so
wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other
hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and
out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my
cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed
sheets. 
The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off.
Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man
since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my
bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except
for me.

stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :)...

Idea What: I have no idea what to do. by OkScratch5 MORE MEMES
Idea What: I have no idea what to do. by OkScratch5
MORE MEMES

I have no idea what to do. by OkScratch5 MORE MEMES

Idea What: I have no idea what to do.
Idea What: I have no idea what to do.

I have no idea what to do.

Idea What: When you want to join in the memes, but have no idea what to post.
Idea What: When you want to join in the memes, but have no idea what to post.

When you want to join in the memes, but have no idea what to post.

Idea What: postmarxed: emmersdrawberry: postmarxed: postmarxed: bitchface—mcgee: postmarxed: gaycholita: sickly-momo: postmarxed: gaycholita: postmarxed: postmarxed: postmarxed: postmarxed: postmarxed: postmarxed: moosers: wh………. Hey uh if you go to that blog And click that link The binary in the image from the blog post translates to the password you need here which gets you this And that url takes you here I don’t have any idea what the code on the t-shirt is supposed to be tho Okay it’s a decimal code that translates to tumblr godknowsnone? On that blog there’s like a captcha image and a long binary string. Stay tuned!! Okay that binary translates to ascii code Which then translates to this So when we log in to that email account There’s not much there except this vimeo link in the drafts folder The video is just 19 seconds of a very windy kind of woodsy area with a pond and a shortened url displayed over it so that link takes you to this youtube video and if you scroll down theres only one comment click on the user and they dont have any videos, but their about page has a link the link takes you to this freetexthost page, but im not sure what this text is code for “check it out then go way back” if you go way back to the original blog @nn17gkn “cbg juj uk fb? Ouppx obpx pbfxc 7xfpb uo jbq? bap” is the first post using this cypher that post translates to: You did it now Gimme some money venmo is docworm ok but they posted something new. if you use the same website from before, it converts to “Thanks for playing how about round two this is a gays only event hettys need not apply“(first of all fuckin amazing) but then the link leads you to this picture which honestly idk what to do with, someone continue this. thanks for adding this!!!!! i started looking into it so if you brighten that image super high theres a link on the left side that link takes you to a freetexthost page with this vimeo link: https://vimeo.com/277172453 the way the camera focuses in this video is morse code and me and @bitchface—mcgee translated it to: tmdlrrecurring17 we have no idea what this means and we’re stuck, if someone knows what this could be pls add on !!!!! It’s still going y'all!!!! I might be wrong but I think y'all might’ve mistranslated the Morse code. It might say tumblr recurring17 WE GOT FUCKING PLAYED AGAIN DKCNFSLXKFNRMDCKFNDMXKCNXNFJSLSSJ The Old God that runs the internet Cannot believe this journey is back on my dash
Idea What: postmarxed:

emmersdrawberry:

postmarxed:

postmarxed:


bitchface—mcgee:


postmarxed:

gaycholita:


sickly-momo:

postmarxed:

gaycholita:

postmarxed:

postmarxed:


postmarxed:


postmarxed:


postmarxed:


postmarxed:


moosers:

wh……….

Hey uh if you go to that blog

And click that link

The binary in the image from the blog post translates to the password you need here which gets you this

And that url takes you here

I don’t have any idea what the code on the t-shirt is supposed to be tho


Okay it’s a decimal code that translates to tumblr godknowsnone? 


On that blog there’s like a captcha image and a long binary string. Stay tuned!! 


Okay that binary translates to ascii code

Which then translates to this



So when we log in to that email account

There’s not much there except this vimeo link in the drafts folder



The video is just 19 seconds of a very windy kind of woodsy area with a pond and a shortened url displayed over it


so that link takes you to this youtube video
and if you scroll down theres only one comment
click on the user and they dont have any videos, but their about page has a link
the link takes you to this freetexthost page, but im not sure what this text is code for

“check it out then go way back”
if you go way back to the original blog @nn17gkn
“cbg juj uk fb? Ouppx obpx pbfxc 7xfpb uo jbq? bap” is the first post
using this cypher that post translates to:
You did it now Gimme some money venmo is docworm

ok but they posted something new.
if you use the same website from before, it converts to
“Thanks for playing how about round two this is a gays only event hettys need not apply“(first of all fuckin amazing)
but then the link leads you to this picture
which honestly idk what to do with, someone continue this.

thanks for adding this!!!!! i started looking into it
so if you brighten that image super high theres a link on the left side
that link takes you to a freetexthost page with this vimeo link: https://vimeo.com/277172453
the way the camera focuses in this video is morse code and me and @bitchface—mcgee translated it to: tmdlrrecurring17
we have no idea what this means and we’re stuck, if someone knows what this could be pls add on !!!!!


It’s still going y'all!!!! 



I might be wrong but I think y'all might’ve mistranslated the Morse code. It might say tumblr recurring17 


WE GOT FUCKING PLAYED AGAIN DKCNFSLXKFNRMDCKFNDMXKCNXNFJSLSSJ


The Old God that runs the internet 


Cannot believe this journey is back on my dash

postmarxed: emmersdrawberry: postmarxed: postmarxed: bitchface—mcgee: postmarxed: gaycholita: sickly-momo: postmarxed: gaycho...

Idea What: kagomesdestiny: 1) inuyasha grabbing miroku’s arm 2) inuyasha is USING A FLASHLIGHT 3) miroku has no idea what’s going on
Idea What: kagomesdestiny:

1) inuyasha grabbing miroku’s arm
2) inuyasha is USING A FLASHLIGHT 
3) miroku has no idea what’s going on

kagomesdestiny: 1) inuyasha grabbing miroku’s arm 2) inuyasha is USING A FLASHLIGHT 3) miroku has no idea what’s going on

Idea What: thefuzzydave: I have no idea what to do with this information
Idea What: thefuzzydave:
I have no idea what to do with this information

thefuzzydave: I have no idea what to do with this information

Idea What: Justin Kaufman @JUSTINMKAUFMAN I remember when I first started coding, looking at stack traces like this thinking, "I'll never understand what this means." Ten years later, I still have no idea what it means. But look at me now! Justin Kaufman's iPhone 11 Pro Max Running NumberTwo on Justin Kaul man's iPhone 11 Pro Max Unity-Phone NumberTwo UnityGfuDeviceworker (35)) 3:CreateRenderPipeline NumberTwo:CreateRende rPipeline): 8x101c552e4 <+: Background JobWorker O (17 Bsckground JobWorker 1 (18) Background Job.Worker 2 (19 Background Job.Worker 3 (20 Background Job.Worker 4 (21) Background Job.Worker 5 (22) Background Job.Worker 6 (2 3 Background JobWorker 7 (24) Background Job.Worker 8 (25) Background Job.Worker 9 (26 Background JobWorker 10 (27) Beckground JebWerker 11 (28) Background Job.Worker 12 t29) x28, x27, Esp, 8-x601 x26, x25, sp, #ex10) x24, x23, [sp, ex28] 22, x21, sp, x303 x28, x19, tsp, aex48] x29, x3e, tsp, a0x50] x29, sp, #@x5e sp. sp, #0x368 x25, xe stp ex101c552e8 <4 8x101c552e0 48 stp ex101c552fe +12>: stp 8x181c55214 <+16 êx1eic552f8 +2>: 8x101c552fc +24? 8x181c55380 <+28>: i8x5e ;8x360 add sub ex101c55384<+32>: ex101c55388 <+36: x8, 6023 x8, [x8, sex2e0] 11 adrp ldr ex101c55310 <+44 13 ldr x8, [x8) x8. [x29, -8x581 x101c55318<+52 ex101e5531e <+563 x8, [x251 x8, ex181e553e4 x8, [x25, aex8) x8, x101c553e w8, tx25, 0x2a x8, [sp, #ex8] ax101e3fcfe 15 +2563 at puProgramsMetal.m ebz Background Job.Worker 13 (30) Background Job.Worker 14 C31) ex101c55320 +68>: ldr +256 at puProgramsMetal.mm 8x101c55324 <+6: cbz Background JobWorker 15 (32) ldrh 10 8x181c55328 +68>: 8x101c5532c +72 ex101c55330 +76 BatchDeleteObjects (33) Loading AsyneRead (34) UnityOfxDeviceWorker (35) 20 str : ::GetMe tal0fxDeviceCoret) at GfxDeviceMetal.mm:4101: 13 b1 21 w8, [x25, ex28 x9, [xe, #ex4818] x8, tx9, x8, 1sl #3] ldrt 22 ex101c55338 <+84): êxieic5533c +88> ex101c55340 t92> ex101c55344 96 0 lidb unnamed symbol267755 1dr 24 1db unnamed symbol2729ss. ldur x9, [x8, #exe x18, sp. #8x9 x9, [x1e, exff qe, [x8] 2 ldb unnamed symbol205133 -0x9f 26 13:CreateRenderPipeline) stur ex101c5534c <+184: ldr 4GetidkMTLRenderPipelineStat.. x101c55350 <+188>: qe. tsp, x198 NumberTwo) 29 str 15eCachedPipeline CommonDrawsetup) 7DrawBufferRangesPilatform UnityGfDevice Worker (35)) 3:CreateRenderPipeline 0 Metali Error areating papeline state (Sprites/Detauit) Compiler encounterea an anterna1 error (null)2019-11-16 20:19:56.831429-0808 NunberTwo[ 29135:2134922] [Coon] BSMachError: part see3; (os/kern) invalid 2019-11-16 20: 19:56.834555-0880 NumberTwo[29135: 2134922] Unbalanced calls too begin/end appearance transitions for <SplashScreenControler: ex11faa5c20 UnloadTime: 1. 472042 ms 8 non-virtual thunk to GhDeviceM capability Cexi4) "Unable to insert COPY SEND 9:DrawBuffersStereo 10 DrawBuffers) 11RunCommand ) 2819-11-16 28:20:07.208653-8800 NumberTwol29135: 2135846] Compiler failed to build request ing pipeline state (Brush/DiffuseDo ubleSided: RasterizationEnabled is false but the vertex 12 GDericeWorkerAutoreleaseP. Metal: Error shader"s return type is not void (null) Metal: Error ereating pipeline state (Brush/DiffuseDeublesided): RasterizationEnabled is false but the vertex shader's return type is not void (null) Met al: Failed to get shader entry point 2819-11-16 20:20:07.211619-e809 NumberTwo[29135: 2135946] Compiler failed to build request Metal: Error areating pipeline state (Brush/Special/igglyoraphiteDoublesided): output of type half4 is not compatible with a HTLPixelFormatInvalid color attachement (nul1) Metal: Failed to get shader entry point ze19-11-16 28: 20:17.247672-ee09 NumberTwo[29135: 2135046] Compiler failed to build request Metal: Error 13 RunExt0 14RunD 15Run@fxDeviceWorker ) 16 RunThreadWrapper) e 17 pthresd stsrt com.apple.CoreMotion.MotionThread... Loading PreloadManager (37) CleudJob.Worker O (40) Thread 42 comapple.NSURLConnectionloader.. Thread 44 pismatchino n p er e (Brush/Special/HypereolorDoublesided): Fragment input(s) user(TEXCOORD) output typets) or not written by vertex shader (null) 2019-11-16 28:20:17-252482-08ee NumberTwo[ 29135 :213se46] Compiler failed to build request Metali Errer creating pipeline state (Brush/Standardsinglesided): Frageent inputis) user(TEXCOORDO) mismatching vertex shader output typels) or not Written by vertex shader (null) (11db) Auto O Filter Fiter All Output 9:56 AM 17 Nov 19 Twitter for Mac Understanding stack traces is an art
Idea What: Justin Kaufman
 @JUSTINMKAUFMAN
 I remember when I first started
 coding, looking at stack traces like
 this thinking, "I'll never understand
 what this means."
 Ten years later, I
 still have no idea what it means.
 But look at me now!
 Justin Kaufman's iPhone 11 Pro Max
 Running NumberTwo on Justin Kaul man's iPhone 11 Pro Max
 Unity-Phone
 NumberTwo
 UnityGfuDeviceworker (35)) 3:CreateRenderPipeline
 NumberTwo:CreateRende rPipeline):
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 Bsckground JobWorker 1 (18)
 Background Job.Worker 2 (19
 Background Job.Worker 3 (20
 Background Job.Worker 4 (21)
 Background Job.Worker 5 (22)
 Background Job.Worker 6 (2 3
 Background JobWorker 7 (24)
 Background Job.Worker 8 (25)
 Background Job.Worker 9 (26
 Background JobWorker 10 (27)
 Beckground JebWerker 11 (28)
 Background Job.Worker 12 t29)
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 9:56 AM 17 Nov 19 Twitter for Mac
Understanding stack traces is an art

Understanding stack traces is an art

Idea What: Paris Hilton KA PA D.O.B. 1981-02-17 Soclalite Actor TV Personality MEAN 33% OK 10% NICE 67% Best known for: The Simple Life Hilton sex tape Paris Hilton's My New BFF SHARE YOUR STORY Stories Random Things My Step Sister Told Me Some random things told to me by my step sister who used to work for Paris: Paris has a room full of vintage radios from ww2 aircraft and the like. She restores them. There is always a smell of burning coming from the room. Nobody is allowed in. She has a telescope on a platform. My sister was often required to climb onto the roof with beef sandwiches and a flask of tea as Paris was up there looking at the sky. She also has 100's of notebooks full of numbers which somehow relate to what she sees through the telescope Behind closed doors Paris only wears pajamas which she gets delivered from the British store Marks and Spencers She doesn't come across as dim like she does when the cameras are around. She's very quiet. She bought my sister a playstation and some reindeer socks for Christmas Saved Me In Germany And Towed Me To A Garage My car broke down on an autobahn in Germany. Managed to coast to sort of layby thing with a burger van and toilets in it. I was in a bad state because I can't speak any German, my phone had no credit and I didn't have my breakdown details with me so I had no idea what to do. I unsuccessfully asked the guy in the burger van for help and he apparently didn't speak English so rather pathetically I started to cry. Then this big old American guy appeared and offered me a cup of tea in his motor home (it wasn't proper tea but that's besides the point). In the van was another guy and friggin Paris Hilton! I kid ye not. She was sweet and made me a sandwich and gave me a hug then proceeded to talk to me for 30mins about some old radio bits she'd bought in some show in Freidrichshafen. I didn't understand most of it. She said that when she wasn't working she liked to drive about Europe going to radio and air shows as if she put a hat on nobody ever recognised her. Then they towed me to a garage at about 40km per hour (scarey stuff on the autobahn). Oh yeah and she sat in my car and asked if it was ok before she smoked. theghostofallexander: zodiacbaby: prominent-nipple: oh my gOD LMFAOOLL WHAAATT oh my god
Idea What: Paris Hilton
 KA
 PA
 D.O.B. 1981-02-17 Soclalite Actor TV Personality
 MEAN
 33%
 OK 10%
 NICE
 67%
 Best known for:
 The Simple Life
 Hilton sex tape
 Paris Hilton's My New BFF
 SHARE YOUR STORY
 Stories

 Random Things My Step Sister Told Me
 Some random things told to me by my step sister who used to work for Paris: Paris has a room full of vintage
 radios from ww2 aircraft and the like. She restores them.
 There is always a smell of burning coming from the room. Nobody is allowed in.
 She has a telescope on a platform. My sister was often required to climb onto the roof with beef sandwiches and a
 flask of tea as Paris was up there looking at the sky.
 She also has 100's of notebooks full of numbers which somehow relate to what she sees through the telescope
 Behind closed doors Paris only wears pajamas which she gets delivered from the British store Marks and
 Spencers
 She doesn't come across as dim like she does when the cameras are around. She's very quiet.
 She bought my sister a playstation and some reindeer socks for Christmas

 Saved Me In Germany And Towed Me To A Garage
 My car broke down on an autobahn in Germany. Managed to coast to sort of layby thing with a burger van and
 toilets in it. I was in a bad state because I can't speak any German, my phone had no credit and I didn't have my
 breakdown details with me so I had no idea what to do.
 I unsuccessfully asked the guy in the burger van for help and he apparently didn't speak English so rather
 pathetically I started to cry. Then this big old American guy appeared and offered me a cup of tea in his motor
 home (it wasn't proper tea but that's besides the point). In the van was another guy and friggin Paris Hilton! I kid
 ye not.
 She was sweet and made me a sandwich and gave me a hug then proceeded to talk to me for 30mins about
 some old radio bits she'd bought in some show in Freidrichshafen. I didn't understand most of it. She said that
 when she wasn't working she liked to drive about Europe going to radio and air shows as if she put a hat on
 nobody ever recognised her.
 Then they towed me to a garage at about 40km per hour (scarey stuff on the autobahn). Oh yeah and she sat in
 my car and asked if it was ok before she smoked.
theghostofallexander:

zodiacbaby:

prominent-nipple:

oh my gOD

LMFAOOLL WHAAATT

oh my god

theghostofallexander: zodiacbaby: prominent-nipple: oh my gOD LMFAOOLL WHAAATT oh my god