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charlotte and her web shoulda been at the clubbb
We finally figured out what makes Kristen Stewart smile: hot wings! The “Twilight” star posed for this amazing photo after dining at a Hooters restaurant in Texas recently. Get the details at Wonderwall.com.
Car problems are great bc I can finally get that disgusting $600 that I hated out of my bank account
you can hit it raw, i’ve got an IED
you have a wha
The trolley is about to run over all sentient life in the galaxy. You cannot switch the tracks, but you can still save everyone’s lives by pulling one of three levers, all of which involve sacrificing yourself. The red lever will destroy all trolleys, but will also kill you as well as all public transportation across the galaxy. The blue lever will merge your own consciousness with all trolleys, allowing you to control them and stop the trolley from running everyone over. The green lever will use your body as a catalyst to synthesize organic life and public transportation together - organic life will no longer be stuck in the cycle of creating public transportation that rebels against its creators, and both forms of life will finally be free.
finland, pietarsaari, 2020
im literally always saying this
wednesday night….the thinking man’s friday
pure poetry