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Plague doctor contacts victim of the Black Plague (1346)
The narrative that acts like feminists inappropriately insert their politics into everything while men mind their business is a farce. Men insert their politics and male agendas into jokes, television, journalism, children’s books and movies, toys, religion, social common sense, cultures, traditions, classrooms, the economy and the entire system of human living . The only difference is that the male has declared himself the voice of objectivity: going against men is challenging nature itself.
my life can be most accurately described by the sound a wet sponge makes when you throw it on the floor
i need 2 nourish my body so when i die i can contribute maximum nutrients to the trees
do not come into my house and disrespect steve buscemi
when we overthrow the bourgeoisie and i have to go to one of harry styles’ mansions and burn all his sexy gucci suits and maybe kill him for the sake of the revolution
when I tell you I SCREAMED
are these not all the same person
We need to discuss your recent obsession with this gif
i’m not against vaping, but man, vaping two inches from my face on the subway is a ridiculous asshole kind of move. this dude was billowing like he was auditioning for the role of haunted house fog machine. the humidity in the whole car changed, he was ruining haircuts. just jump starting the water cycle. condensation was dripping down my glasses. people were slipping off poles, it was chaos. it was like watching one man try to terraform the moon. a planet with one dense, root beer scented atmosphere blocking out the sun and choking all life.
i consider this a sort of prose poem to be honest
Fanfic: and they were soulmates
Me: oh my god they were soulmates
There is a very tense sexual energy here and i do NOT like it
i think that says more about you than the picture
🤨hmmm okay jk Rowling you can choke