Something killed the engine on my boat, I shot a flare up. I don't believe it did anything, it's like, 2 in the morning. This place seems pretty snowy for the region, maybe it's just the afterimage from the flames of the engine? I don't know for sure. I just hope somebody comes and finds me. But this place feels like it's watching me.
End of Log.
squirngle's day to day
kinda rushed and was also just a doodle
soup
(its the biggest piece of dogshit)
do any of you guys know who this guy is?
me and my grandma saw them watching us and they said something about being observant???? idk
Smoking!
so somehow ive never talked about my love for pilgrammed so here's my oc
ive been playing off and on for a while. pretty sure I started around the beginning (when the cloud city was the best spot I think)
baking my long distance dad into a cookie because i miss him
doodles
through thick and thin.
(this is an original shitpost finally)
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