

My mom will haunt me from reflective surfaces in darkened rooms, as I shuffle past to get more snacks. I’ll start wearing horse blinders soon.
My mom will haunt me from reflective surfaces in darkened rooms, as I shuffle past to get more snacks. I’ll start wearing horse blinders soon.
True, but most of the oppressors are boomers.
Weak men created hard times. Thanks, boomers.
I have never heard of him before. I recognize my comment isn’t unique, except in perhaps phrasing. Has Clarke said something within the same vein?
I wouldn’t say it’s magic. It’s more like understanding how the forces that hold together our universe, and how we can harness these forces for our own gain.
I thought it might have been after I hit post, but the effort wasn’t there to edit or delete.
I wonder if they drew the dinosaur or the falling molten debris first?
It’s the worst day to be on the internet.
I had cast my favorite harry potter spell, licktorus clitorus, and while I was plucking the notes on that wonderful little harp, her cat crept in. Head back, eyes closed, mouth agape, toes gripping the fabric of the couch, and that’s when the cat decided to get her face into her face as far as she could, given the time alloted for an expression of gratitude and ecstacy. She was immediately alarmed by a whisker brushing the sides of her mouth as the kitten’s twitchy little nose dove past her teeth. It ruined the experience, but it’s funny to mention now.
Further division and in-fighting among leftist communities is a benefit known soley to the capitalist.
I don’t doubt it, so I’m drinking my fill while I can.
All I use reddit for is porn now, so the ads are really easy to spot. Like if I see someone trying to show me tupperware when I was just looking at goth girls and femboys, I know to keep scrolling.
Check out the movie In The Heart of the Sea. Got moderate reviews, but you might find something about it you enjoy.
Melville opens his epic sea faring tale by stating people are inexplicably drawn to the sea. I think it is due to one of the most painful, drawn out, and reoccuring emotion: regret.
Not everybody, according to some of the comments in this very post.
You have more in common with those soldiers than you do with the warpigs pulling the strings that led them to their deaths.
No volume, vibrate, led, or push notifications. If you want my attention badly enough, call. And I will screen the call and text you back at my convenience. I will not be on a leash. Now excuse me while I doomscroll for 2 to 17 hours.