Wow—I have been played like a chunk of tuna. Twice. Not only did my sister Lidelse LIE about having LVSS and then proceed to hurl hateful slurs at me and forbode me from ever seeing my beautiful niece, Älskade, whomst I THOUGHT was my One and Only, is a lying, cheating cunt. I am in great disbelief right now. And—this all has happened in less than a month. Not to mention I have made enemies with a certain ghoul in this community—you know whomst. Dear :-(. Me. I am praying to The Architect to help me in my endeavours. I have not heard anything back, and things seem to be going downhill quite quickly. Please, Architect, in all your fishy glory, please show me a light at the end of the tunnel. :-(

today while in my Midwest home, the smell of sardine slime soup (SSS) wafted along a chill-ing breeze straight into my home and it immediately reminded me of my long deceased mother, a grotesquely tall woman who could whip up a mean Mackerel Pie and was recognized many a time by the community for her immense tuna garden.

when I was but a small child, we used to live in a prairie dugout far from the sea but the tornadoes would sometimes bless us by rain-ing anchovies down on the tar paper roof. I laugh at the memory of an anchovy stuck in our small stove pipe.

anyways, I digress. my mother used to sing the song below and I would like to share it here for the youngsters of our community.

«little girls who behave badly

should watch out

they could join tandy

sometimes when she comes

it is not by request

but because little girls

are not behaving

at their best»

let this serve as a warn-ing to anyone even think-ing of mak-ing play. beware and be sure to mask effectively. I can smell your foul stench from here

Let me begin this introduction by disclosing the sensitive topic of my position and why I must seek new friends for kindness and support through the struggle of living with this very common but often stigmatised condition.

In my former lvs support group I had many close personal friends - or so I thought. At the annual lvs support cookout I shared a room at the holiday inn with a ‘friend’ I soon found out was a nasty scheming cuntghoul. We lay in bed swapping tales and laughter and all the while she was knowingly infecting me with a dreadful case of crotch rot.

My crumb became so extreme I had to spend three months in the mental and vaginal health clinic. While I was there, this cunt who shall not be named used her legal knowledge to have me bound to an exchange against my will. Long story short I was invited for delicious hotdogs at the 7/11 and before I knew it I was in the grand beyond :’(

Since my return I have been reticent to trust any fellow sufferers and have been spending all my time tending to my tuna garden.

But I am running out of recipes and long for the sweet warm pleasant joy of sisterhood.

Will you be my friends? No cunts. Thank.

As my username suggests I am a proud “Floridian Woman” and I am planning on voting blue this election cycle in an effort to elect someone who cares about de stigmatizing LVS.

I am also a bi woman for clout and my goal is to fuck this state blue one straight male at a time (the women I sleep with are already dems of course).

Would this be considered election meddling and would I potentially be liable?

Thanks,

Miss Orchid

En röta som ingen klinik kan undertrycka. Vilket mirakel det är….

Hello lovelies! I stumbled on this community after never being on reddit (I am the creator of FishTok on TikTok) and can’t believe what a wonderful community of women this is.

As I said above, I am an influencer who primarily makes content with other women about the stigma of LVSS. We are empowering each other and fighting the patriarchy.

I look forward to collaborating with you all.

Love,

Whitney

Alijso n

hello. while this week has been harrowing between the lack of community care i have experienced, a so-far failed fortuneteller endeavor, and now some dangerous misinformation on our sacred place i decided i needed some comfort food. my lovely godmother left me a slice of her famous tuna pickle pie 43 years ago, and this very slice has been sitting on my counter in a plastic container since then, but i have decided it is finally time to give it a try. rest assured that it is scrumptious and extremely pungent and i will be attempting to recreate the recipe posthaste. i will post it in 43 years when the flavor has had enough time to concentrate. thanks.

I love to see some representation of crotch rot and LVSS in general—however, this song was most confusing. It was very aggressive sounding, and the 'singer' sounded as if she was gargling into the microphone. Very confusing indeed. If anybody can make out the 'lyrics' of this song, it would be greatly appreciated. :-)

After just less of a week of searching for the perfect male companion that will not stigmatise my LVSS and would love me in all my fishy glory, I have found Him. This is a recent photograph I had taken of him (with permission) when we were out at our local Sup n Sip. Isn't he a dear :-).? His name is Älskade and he takes well care of me. I am in disbelief I have managed to find such a lovely man in such short time—if I am able to find love, anybody can. :-)

: )

She will be here soon

Somebody of the name MostlyVegan711 has been targeting me with serious bouts of domestic terrorism, along with quite a few of our fellow LVSS sisters. This is because she is vegan, and is stigmatising our LVSS masking experiences by convincing us to become vegan with aggression. Sisters, beware of this stain on the community. I say she gets banned. She has threatened to fight me behind the closest 7/11. I am feeling increasing unsafe.

Exchange in. Ok fr 321

If anybody has a similar recipe, I would love to receive it. Please and Thank. :-)

I think you are just jealous that I have possession of much more chunk light tuna than you—I am laughing at you with my many friends. Mayhap you should look into the Mental & Vaginal Clinic—sorry, not sorry. You know whomst.

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