ur a ♥♥♥♥♥♥ dork

A girl.... AND a gamer? Whoa mama! Hummina hummina hummina bazooooooooing! *eyes pop out* AROOOOOOOOGA! *jaw drops tongue rolls out* WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF *tongue bursts out of the outh uncontrollably leaking face and everything in reach* WURBLWUBRLBWURblrwurblwurlbrwubrlwburlwbruwrlblwublr *tiny cupid shoots an arrow through heart* Ahhhhhhhhhhh me lady... *heart in the shape of a heart starts beating so hard you can see it through shirt* ba-bum ba-bum ba-bum ba-bum ba-bum *milk truck crashes into a bakery store in the background spiling white liquid and dough on the streets* BABY WANTS TO ♥♥♥♥ *inhales from the gas tank* honka honka honka honka *masturabtes furiously* ohhhh my gooooodd~

Staring At My Freakmeter Right Now

Do you ever just sit there, staring at your freakmeter, watching it hit peak freakness? Because I sure do. My freakometer is always off the charts, measuring freaklevels that would make even the freakiest of freaks blush. I'm talking about next-level freakery, folks. It's like I've got a freakalicious aura surrounding me at all times.

Every day is a freakin' adventure, I tell you. From the moment I wake up to the moment I freakin' crash back into my freaky dreams, it's a non-stop freakfest. I'm talking freakbreakfast, freakcoffee, freakshower, freakcommute – you name it, it's freakin' freaky.

And don't even get me started on freakmas. Oh boy, freakmas is the freakiest time of the freakin' year. It's like the whole world turns into one big freakin' celebration of all things freaky. Freaklights, freakdecorations, freakcarols – it's enough to make a non-freak's head spin.

𝓢𝓽𝓪𝔂 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂. #𝓕𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝓛𝓲𝓯𝓮

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