A rope is like a wick in a candle, if it’s wet it’s not going to go anywhere but down. Hence its useless to try that strategy.
by Notsobrite June 25, 2022

by biitchwhy November 3, 2020

N: I just finished reading the book…
L: Did you like it?
N: No, the protagonist was simply a wet cardboard
L: Did you like it?
N: No, the protagonist was simply a wet cardboard
by Ace the simp November 7, 2023

by Ralphnodon February 8, 2019

I'm so wett
by UnidentifiedSexyBeast September 25, 2019

by Forshoureandsevenyrsago October 7, 2022

A mournful, melancholic kind of wet, born not from touch, but from absence. A word soaked in longing, where tears trace the path desire used to travel. It's the ache of memory pooling in the body, the soft drowning that happens when your heart wants what your hands can't hold.
Wet is the soul lying alone in the dark, clinging to a ghost, whispering love into the silence. Wet becomes the quiet poetry of longing and loss, where the tear ducts work harder than the hips ever dreamed.
Wet is the soul lying alone in the dark, clinging to a ghost, whispering love into the silence. Wet becomes the quiet poetry of longing and loss, where the tear ducts work harder than the hips ever dreamed.
by robbies_rats April 21, 2025
