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You EMPLOYE Miette? You make Miette pay rent? Jail. Jail for father ten thousand years
You've heard of the man, the myth, the legend. Now get ready for the woman, the omen, the portent.
Jolene
WHERE is that poem about that person learning all about their partners hyperfixation before getting dumped the last line is like "love is a stack of books on my nightstand with a bookmark near the end" I need it to feel whole help me please
NYT Tiny Love Stories, 2/11/2020
A Bookmark Near the End
He loves history. He wanted to write a biography of John Quincy Adams. I, shamefully, knew almost nothing about John Quincy Adams, so I went online and bought every biography of him I could find. One day, he called me, claiming that we wouldn’t work out long term. He said he loved me but that we had different interests. “What does love mean to you?” I said. “That’s an impossible question,” he replied. I, however, find love to be quite simple. Love is the stack of biographies on my nightstand with a bookmark near the end. — Julia Nicole Camp
how am I supposed to stay sane after reading this smh
Roksana Bajda (Polish, d.o.b. unknown) - Herd (2026)
When I was a little boy, girls used to just do random cartwheels for no reason. Then one day, they stopped. Now that I am a man, no women randomly do cartwheels. This is because society is evil and killed the cartwheel impulse in their soul. They don't even spin horizontally anymore. It's fucked up.
Text: congrats on the failure babe, most people don't even try
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remember that guy that had a single auditory hallucination that told him he had a brain tumor and the exact location and then he went to the doctor and it was fucking right
“I’m almost 50, and here is the best thing I have learned so far: every strange thing you’ve ever been into, every failed hobby or forgotten instrument, everything you have ever learned will come back to you, will serve you when you need it. No love, however brief, is wasted.” @louisethebaker on Twitter
My Love on the Wall. Ding Wenjie.
Found this and I swear there's no image better fitted to describe my drinking experience
I want you to know I found this one.... So to see the another one was hilarious
just ask that person out, the worst thing they can say is an esoteric incantation that topologically inverts your body
Youre a mollusk and something potentially bad or scary gets inside you what do you do. Make a pearl around it. Okay. okay
"Are you good in bed?" No, I can't sleep.