Another day, another lone pudding in the fridge. God continues to hunt me for sport.
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Another day, another lone pudding in the fridge. God continues to hunt me for sport.
Updates to follow.
I just re-watched Madagscar (2005). There’s no way that Mort is 50+
This isn’t California, nobody on Madagascar is getting lemur Botox.
There is no way they have a thriving plastic surgery industry and access to a 12-step skin care routine in the jungle.
I hate people who are haters. Being a hater is embarrassing. Excpet when I’m doing it, because I’m not a hater, I’m a critic, an intellectual, a great philosopher analyzing culture.
I hate how I let a little giggle slip out while I’m daydreaming and everyone around me thinks I’m schizophrenic
I am going to hang a picture of Zohran in my house like Irish Catholics did with JFK, or the Pope.
Dearest friends, I have endured yet another week in this capitalist wasteland. Morale is low. Soup supplies are critical.
Last night I feel like the nation took a collective Lexapro. Zohran Mamdani, my country, Northern Virginia, yearns for freedom.
Follow up: I’m actually so bummed I didn’t get to vote for Mamdani. I have Mamdani FOMO.
This is all getting too difficult to romanticise. This wouldn’t be happening to me if I were a huge dragon.
This is TOO MUCH, my friends will not respond to me I need to put this out into the world even though no one here will respond either.
I wonder sometimes, if i just put my dog in a tiny suit and fed it coffee, would it run a successful startup?
I think I have the immune system of a medieval peasant
i think i could have easily won an oscar, i just have other things going on right now
at the rate i respond to texts, i think people should just start sending me carrier pidgeons. I need the company anyway.
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carrier pigeon purchase ?
yes
no
accidentaly fed that dawg in me some chocolate. skkrt.
my thoughts on seeing donald jr. after the womens rally on saturday at the Waldorf:
I hate the way you talk to me
And the way you cut your hair
I hate the way you drive my car
I hate it when you stare
I hate your big dumb italian leather shoes
And the way you read my mind
I hate you so much that it makes me sick
And even makes me rhyme
I hate the way you're always wrong
I hate it when you lie
I hate it when you don’t make me laugh
Even worse when you make me cry
I hate it when you're around
And the fact that you did call
But mostly I hate the way you scare me
A little.
A lot.
Thank you all.
sometimes i think i werewolf. no magic powers, no immortality, just a hairy beast that breaths. just awful.
there’s this thing called psychosis, which i seem to be showing signs of. However my room is really pretty and my cardigan really suits me so maybe i do know whats best.