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hey bottoms
yes master
is this allowed? is this shit allowed??
Plans for my saturday evening:
Eating up to 40 jalepeno poppers.
Killing myself.
Ascending to a higher plane of existence and defeating gd.
Recording tonights jeopardy on the DVR.
How do i feel? Sometimes in green. Sometimes in blue. But mostly nothing.
Earth. Year 3015
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Bae Yoon Young @ Elie Saab Spring 2017 Backstage
One time my dear mother (gd rest her soul) bought me what she assumed were particles directly from the moon but they were in reality the strain of drug known as moon rock. She paid $25 for that gram and to this day i havent smoked it even at my most stressed out of honor for her.
I had a customer the other day try to get a refund on a half eaten reeses cup and i dont know what else to say to the things in my life anymore other than please gargle my dick and balls.
Awful bold of you to assume i have blood.
Do any of us really have a right to be angry at our cats when they have bread ties clenched between their teeth as most of us have sucked dick at one point or another.
https://www.instagram.com/p/_5Abt0ExXC/
So there was this thing that happened in the sky today
u no what really fuckin gets me… when we sent out the voyager probes we didn’t expect their instruments to even last as long as they have so far, like. yeah, we wanted to gather information but that was second to just… declaring our existence. like some teenagers writing on the walls of an abandoned metro tunnel. voyager 1 won’t pass by another star for 40,000 years, but that’s not the point. it doesn’t matter when someone finds it. we just fucking want to be remembered, by someone, anyone, eventually.
i just keep thinking about the pictures and stuff on there. a woman in a supermarket. kids gathered around a globe. rush hour traffic in thailand. did you know there’s a song by blind willie johnson on there, too? if anyone ever finds voyager, they’ll get to listen to dark was the night, cold was the ground, and i can’t tell you what emotions they’ll feel but i bet they’ll think about this little probe, pushing forward for thousands of years, alone, in the dark. i bet they’ll think about the probability of voyager ever being found, and realize that we must have sent it out on pure hope. i wonder what they’ll think about us, about humanity. because the biggest qualities we demonstrated when we launched voyager were curiousity, and a desire to share, and an inclination toward hope, always and forever.
i’m glad that’s how we’ll be remembered.
I spent $100 in tea products today and i think its because the eclipse filled me with dark magic.
I have my vent blog opened in one tab and google images full of sad pictures of ben affleck smoking in another and thats the mood set for tonight.