Peaches von Strangle
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Peaches von Strangle
@vantablackvamp.blacksky.app
Writer, gamer, reader, collector of hobbies. Fountain pen aficionado. Chilled goth chick. Black GenX. PolyJAMorous - but when the light hit the ice, it twankle and glisten.
Secretary of Nonsense.

Vampire turned tiny kaiju.

All smoke to coconut ANYTHING.
You can accuse me of a lot of things.
But it will NEVER be that I don’t have jams.
January 11, 2026 at 6:37 AM
If it’s not this….
I PROMISE you can keep it.
January 11, 2026 at 5:59 AM
Late night shit
January 11, 2026 at 5:42 AM
Name a song you play like it just came out.

Me:
January 9, 2026 at 11:32 PM
White folks: “It’s starting.”

Black folks:
January 9, 2026 at 12:06 AM
January 8, 2026 at 5:51 PM
January 3, 2026 at 6:36 PM
Because holiday Bob is the best Bob. ❤️ 🎄🎅🏾

Happy Chrimmuh!
December 25, 2025 at 9:15 PM
December 18, 2025 at 10:48 PM
December 11, 2025 at 10:09 PM
Me.
Daily.
Help.
December 10, 2025 at 1:40 AM
December 2, 2025 at 3:01 AM
TALK YO SHIT!!!!
December 1, 2025 at 10:16 PM
😒😒😒
December 1, 2025 at 1:01 AM
when you see this, post an image from your gallery to describe your mental health
November 26, 2025 at 11:15 PM
AAAAYYYYYEEEEE!
November 22, 2025 at 10:13 PM
Lord, please put me back in the time machine and send me back to when the jams sounded like this and the aunties and uncles sat on the porch gossiping, drankin’ and playing Spades.

Please. ❤️
November 22, 2025 at 9:21 PM
Let me tell you why this my cut…
Cause they was TROLLING. This sweet ass song is not about a woman.

… it’s about a dog. 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
November 22, 2025 at 9:11 PM
November 22, 2025 at 9:05 PM
Shining
Can’t you see it shining? 💛
November 22, 2025 at 8:54 PM
Birds are singing and the children are playing
There's plenty of work and the bosses are paying
Not a sad word should my young heart be saying
But fun is a bore and with money I'm poor…
November 22, 2025 at 8:40 PM
I’ve got myself
To remind me of love
My mind and my heart
I believe in above…

*does two-step with red cup*
November 22, 2025 at 8:30 PM
Oh. Brown liquor and cry hours have started…
November 22, 2025 at 8:13 PM
I came here for you to love
Out in the pouring rain
For you to love…

What?! Come on somebody!
November 22, 2025 at 7:51 PM
It’s gotta be this.
It’s this or I swear you can keep it.
November 22, 2025 at 7:41 PM