Was driving with my grandmother and in broken English she says “no eyes… no nose… no face. Don’t trust.” To which I looked around wildly in search of this omen of ill portend.
Cybertruck. It was a cybertruck.
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Not today Justin
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

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Was driving with my grandmother and in broken English she says “no eyes… no nose… no face. Don’t trust.” To which I looked around wildly in search of this omen of ill portend.
Cybertruck. It was a cybertruck.
being around people with completely different mindsets
I will have a life beyond these bad days
Those are his fledglings man
having unwashed hair will have you believing shit like i can’t be saved
The most basic, intractable fact about mental illnesses is that you simply cannot willpower your way out of them. The only exceptions to this rule are the ones I have, which continue to disable me due to lack of determination and other grave personal flaws
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sunday again i guess
nerdjo before it got too overwhelming with all the aus !!!!!
dont worry everyone i will save us all at some point
no one says big mood anymore. no one even says mood. no one says anything. all thats left is a dry wind, that scours my face until i bleed
having a hometown is such a fucked up concept. i grew up here so i do not want to stay here anymore. i miss it when i am away but once i am back i realise why i wanted to go away as far as possible from it. i am familiar with every corner of this place i did not realise when it slowly changed into something unrecognisable. i would probably like to be buried here but i'd rather die than live here
Eat strawberrys and touch yo self disease
encouraging the new qifling
The Knight of the Flowers, 1894, by Georges Rochegrosse. Detail and photo by Paul Perrin. Edit.