Dickie Greenleaf @DickieGreenleaf@occult.camp

back in my grandma's day you could just cut into your wealthy husbands brake lines. now you gotta hack into his self driving car. learn to code kids

roses are red,
violets are blue

Looking for a third

Will Nature Make a Man of Me Yet?

Three Faces of Sigourney

I think esp is a great place to start. just in general

I hate it when people criticize me about things I can't help like my behavior

erotica commission ideas

I would love to like, invade Victorian England from space

people want to blame me when they get cursed? like whoa what's up baby I wasn't the one trimming my finger nails at work. do you know nothing about the occult

one does not simply stop being a depressed adolescent

the guy that taught me Islamic theology and law was a communist. I can never pay pack what I learned from him. literally. because of my student loans

sorry I forgot to cw this if anyone complains I'll delete

one of those things is trade sanctions on Iran. Like most Americans I'm pretty fucking sick of paying $20 for one sprig of saffron because Iran produces like 90% of the world's supply

‪cooking shows are great cause you get to see what you've been doing wrong your whole life‬

I can't think of anything else so erotically charged yet looks so awkward on the page except for maintenance

its important to stand by your principles, I guess is what I'm trying to say

I've never resurrected a woman using a weird combination of black magic and illegal science in the hopes that she would fall in love with me out of gratitude. does that make me a feminist? I don't know. and honestly? don't care

thigh is spelled all wrong for the amount of hornt it generates

I *love* women. I love them so much I'd use a bizarre combination of black magic and illegal science to ressurect them from the dead

oh shoot, I think my rides here

I spent 10 years training to become a lacanian psychoanalyst but gave it up to pursue a career shit posting on the internet. you gotta follow your passion, feel me

if your commercial space travel future doesn't involve wearing aloha shirts and snapbacks and chain smoking while a cat runs around the ship, I don't want it