Category: Allēna’s Posts
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I was clicking around the blog after months in a dormancy coma and I’ve gotta say…
I love what my headmates have done with the place. Pretty neat. Have Allēna’s and Eight’s masterpiece album Mago as a treat before you go. If you’re finding the system via the MadMastodon tag or related ones, I think you’ll like what it has to say. It’s all about deconstructing a high control faith, surviving…
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Emerson’s headmate Michael attempting to present fem for decades like
Every photo of Emerson with this bastard in front is just Michael doing the BLUE STEEL like so 🤣 It fucking kills me… -Allēna
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This man has been found guilty of being a cute psycho.
It is making me cackle that this photo looks like a damn mug shot 🤣 -Allēna
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It is 3:34 AM and I seem to not be tired yet, so have a tiny bastard child for your trouble.
I’m gonna try and sleep now. Enjoy your view of Vera’s back. 🤣 -Allēna
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For once I don’t want to bullshit this prompt.
What would you do if you won the lottery? If I won the lottery, I would buy a big ass plot of land (a square mile plus) in the middle of nowhere – not gonna tell you hooligans where because this is the fucking Internet and people are weird – and start a neuroqueer commune…
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I’m home alone and was listening to some industrial music Delta sent.
This is how tiny cat responded… Do we think she was enjoying it? -Allēna
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So my phone is in a hostage situation, apparently…
This actually fucking happened. My phone is named the fucking HOSTAGE on Google. Which one of my fucking headmates did this?! Since we’re mostly integrated, the world may never know… -Allēna
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My tiny cat has BETRAYED ME.
I am on the couch tonight because Zelda is crashing at Emerson‘s and my place and there’s no room in the bed, and tiny girl was keeping my spot warm. You’d think this was good, right? Wrong. This utter baby farts like an ADULT CLYDESDALE. I love this cat but JESUS HENRY CHRIST. My couch?…
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Thanks, charisma.
People tend to act like this when they see me: Meanwhile I’m like this for years: Do I ever figure it out? Occasionally. Does my brain shit a sideways brick first. Almost always. YAY, emotions! -Allēna