/vt/ - Virtual Youtubers

>>32076149
I don't have it saved.

What?

Stop being depressed

>>27726969
I've only seen them list after my voice like I'm some common street whore. And also shut the fuck up I am not a malewife.
>>27727165
You are literally insane and also shut the fuck up I am not a malewife I am going to become a convicted arsonist if you continue besmirching me.

>>26860359
>>26860487
>>26860566
On the list of things that taste "pink":
Rainbow Unicorn Bang energy
The aggrestuko chips
pink cotton candy
the pink laffy taffy
older formulations of amoxicillin
cotton candy Bang energy
the pink Monster
Pink starbursts (acidic pink)
pink gumballs
the shitty multicolored ice cream flavor from Sloans
little hug
the worst flavor of Caprisun
The flavoring has been 90% widdled down to industrial bubblegum flavor and ascorbic acid but there are conflicting arguments on weather or not pink lemonade tastes pink (I don't think it does) but there are certain other levels of pink flavor like fruit punch glycerin flavorings are often mistaken for pink and Amoxicilin used to be flavored with a combination of strawberry and vanillin and a few other molecules. Current debate is weather or not sucralose is a factor in modern pink flavoring due to the close association with shitty energy drinks.
>>26860739
There's no fucking pink in those cookies.

>>23285003
I had some instant pudding mix pudding for the first time today and it was terrible

Just a roaming Rosebud, looking for an open female hole I can throw all my bottled up love into until she overflows. My stores, my vast oceans of love, just sitting idly by as I reject swathes of whores. Oh my weary heart, heavy from dodging cretinous whores attempting to steal my love for themselves. A shield brings itself to height, hiding my soul from the toxic air surrounding dishonest woman and other such heathens. O-heavens forbid I fall for the lies of a usurper. I, a simple rosebud want nothing more than to find someone worthy and in need of my love, for I have so much to give if only there was a fresh hole to fill up, an empty cup to overflow, perhaps even a pair of supple lips to keep warm against my own. I long for the simplest of pleasures, to share my happiness with someone I love. What in this world can I not have other than this? Is this mortal realm so devoid of optimism that such a basic desire has now become a trek into the unforgiving depths? I am not a complicated rosebud, I do not wish to associate with these complicated worlds of treachery and deceit. If only a clean and simple girl could spawn within my field of approach, I could finally devote myself to making someone smile without the lingering doubt that they don't wish to reciprocate. Is it truly so difficult to sort the rocks from the beans? Sadness, dark days for now and the coming weeks yet again as I sit alone with such a massive stockpile of affection that I can't be sure would be put to good use if I wasn't so selective. It pains me so that I am hurt in the way that makes me unable to indulge in blind faith. I am worn, bruised, battered, yet I remain optimistic that some nice girl can see past the scars and appreciate the tender fruits of my love. Lets say you may know of any takers for my offer? Be there any pure hearted romantics left?

Just a roaming Rosebud, looking for an open female hole I can throw all my bottled up love into until she overflows. My stores, my vast oceans of love, just sitting idly by as I reject swathes of whores. Oh my weary heart, heavy from dodging cretinous whores attempting to steal my love for themselves. A shield brings itself to height, hiding my soul from the toxic air surrounding dishonest woman and other such heathens. O-heavens forbid I fall for the lies of a usurper. I, a simple rosebud want nothing more than to find someone worthy and in need of my love, for I have so much to give if only there was a fresh hole to fill up, an empty cup to overflow, perhaps even a pair of supple lips to keep warm against my own. I long for the simplest of pleasures, to share my happiness with someone I love. What in this world can I not have other than this? Is this mortal realm so devoid of optimism that such a basic desire has now become a trek into the unforgiving depths? I am not a complicated rosebud, I do not wish to associate with these complicated worlds of treachery and deceit. If only a clean and simple girl could spawn within my field of approach, I could finally devote myself to making someone smile without the lingering doubt that they don't wish to reciprocate. Is it truly so difficult to sort the rocks from the beans? Sadness, dark days for now and the coming weeks yet again as I sit alone with such a massive stockpile of affection that I can't be sure would be put to good use if I wasn't so selective. It pains me so that I am hurt in the way that makes me unable to indulge in blind faith. I am worn, bruised, battered, yet I remain optimistic that some nice girl can see past the scars and appreciate the tender fruits of my love. Lets say you may know of any takers for my offer? Be there any pure hearted romantics left? <img class="xae" data-xae width="24" height="24" src="https://s.4cdn.org/image/emotes/857a9ea0_MarisaFace.png">

How do I get points

>>21450693
tomrrow when it's chilled
>>21450701
banana cream not banana cream as in banana (separate) cream as in (banana cream) the singular ingredients
>>21450706
dunno it's in the fridge to set up

>>21420297
Of course, I used to do it all the time.

>>21380748
I mean the cute chinese cooking hag

Just a roaming Rosebud, looking for an open female hole I can throw all my bottled up love into until she overflows. My stores, my vast oceans of love, just sitting idly by as I reject swathes of whores. Oh my weary heart, heavy from dodging cretinous whores attempting to steal my love for themselves. A shield brings itself to height, hiding my soul from the toxic air surrounding dishonest woman and other such heathens. O-heavens forbid I fall for the lies of a usurper. I, a simple rosebud want nothing more than to find someone worthy and in need of my love, for I have so much to give if only there was a fresh hole to fill up, an empty cup to overflow, perhaps even a pair of supple lips to keep warm against my own. I long for the simplest of pleasures, to share my happiness with someone I love. What in this world can I not have other than this? Is this mortal realm so devoid of optimism that such a basic desire has now become a trek into the unforgiving depths? I am not a complicated rosebud, I do not wish to associate with these complicated worlds of treachery and deceit. If only a clean and simple girl could spawn within my field of approach, I could finally devote myself to making someone smile without the lingering doubt that they don't wish to reciprocate. Is it truly so difficult to sort the rocks from the beans? Sadness, dark days for now and the coming weeks yet again as I sit alone with such a massive stockpile of affection that I can't be sure would be put to good use if I wasn't so selective. It pains me so that I am hurt in the way that makes me unable to indulge in blind faith. I am worn, bruised, battered, yet I remain optimistic that some nice girl can see past the scars and appreciate the tender fruits of my love. Lets say you may know of any takers for my offer? Be there any pure hearted romantics left?

Every since the femanons wished me luck making my bread they have been my friends. Please do not be mean to them.

>>21301090
mcdaonlds represents everything wrong the current state of food int he 21st century. Their food isn't the worst I've ever had but on a moral level I oppose what they have done to the public consciousness of what constitutes as a "meal."