whats the fucking point of having laws if people can keep making led headlights
something about pets looking like their owners…… they’re judging you harshly
having short-term memory is like. this book profoundly affected me. that show bared my soul. i don’t remember a single thing about it. but it did
what if we’re both boys and btw we’re both girls and i’m a boy and you’re a girl and i’m you and we’re me and you were we me she he the are and him
no i don’t have an “astigmatism” i can just see the halos of the angels that live in car head lights that you losers are too spiritually closed off to see
harrow the ninth themed girls' night where we take turns performing highly experimental amateur surgery on each other
your boyfriend looks easy as fuck to parry
if you ever saw me say some weird shit i was high or confused or scared or i meant it
god from a machine
labroriosus exitus domus
in other words, ‘the house difficult of exit’
my grubhub being delivered by a wizard or some sort of apostle
snoopy of the day