clownhoodieguy

[clownhoodieguy]

Guess who accidentally gave up one of my days off for a 9 hour shift. It was me, and I want to scream about it, but I don't have the capacity to. I'll just wallow and stew in my misery and fatigue.

#Man #I need a metal endoskeleton. Bones hurt :(

[clownhoodieguy]

I need my spine pulled out, so I can crack it like a glow stick and shove it back in as good as new.

[clownhoodieguy]

Pear shaped dragons, my beloved. Need a big ol' goofy, cartoony dragon to tuck me under their arm like a teddy bear.

#non vore

[clownhoodieguy]

Promise I'm alive, I just need to lurk for a bit. I'm drained dry of ideas and energy, I need a long weekend to recover, and I don't get one of those for a while, so all you get for now is schizo posting and short quips.

#non vore

[clownhoodieguy]

I saw another.

Just saw the worst shit ever. Good night.

#chat is this real #the flesh agitates #my mind flushed with fetid fog

[clownhoodieguy]

I wanna shove my face between a bug's mandibles and kiss the inside of their mouth.

[clownhoodieguy]

I have taken mysterious substances, they were delicious, and you cannot save me. We will meet again.

[clownhoodieguy]

Old gay man vore, my bread and butter.

when you get hungry while cuddling with your husband

#soft vore #v0re #vore talk #safe vore #soft v0re #sfw vore #extreme cuddling

[clownhoodieguy]

If god didn't want me to fill bellies, it shouldn't have made them so soft.

#v0re #vore talk

[clownhoodieguy]

Buggy preds. Sluggy preds. Slimy, slippery guys.

#v0re #vore talk

[clownhoodieguy]

I need to bask in the moonlight so bad. I must dawn my inky black cloak and dance beneath her grace.

I will paint my skin with lavender oils to ward off the bugs, and then I might go pick some fruit and flowers. I shall avoid the sun like the plague come morning, and rest deeply in a room with no windows.

[clownhoodieguy]

It's starting to get cold again where I am, so expect more cozy vore stuff soon. Not that soon though, I'm tired.

[clownhoodieguy]

I feel awfully dreadful today. As in I feel dread, not ill.

[clownhoodieguy]

Either I'm coming down with something, or I'm exhausted. I feel a little feverish, maybe I'm just feeling a little warm, but blehhh...

[clownhoodieguy]

Imagine your curled up in a dark corner of an empty room, door barely ajar. A pair, or perhaps a mass of dimly glowing eyes stare at you from the hallway, you know that they can see you, but they aren't doing anything. The monster begins to salivate, but continues to stand there, unmoving, stare unwavering.

Gotta be my favorite type of helplessness, so dreadful, but a little comforting, in an existential way.

#monster

[clownhoodieguy]

I need someone to crush a snowball on my head, I'm violently ill and spewing out both ends.

#Curse thee god of stomach cramps #Seriously it feels like fucking razor blades

[clownhoodieguy]

Sorry for not posting vore stuff, but I gotta express how much I love chillies. The flowers are so pretty, star shaped, purple, yellow or white. If you gave me a bouquet of chilli flowers, I'd be yours forever and always.

My favorite part about eating the peppers are how floral, and zesty their aura is as I place them in my mouth. So many varieties, I'm in love. Uh. Yeah :)

#I should make a side blog for my chillies