that look on her face says there's a relatively good chance that meat was her last boyfriend

this used to be hella true

now i just dead eye stare at them till they scurry back inside instead if they ever see me again.. like a proper neighborhood cryptid

wonderful times we're in
nothing to be concerned about at all
everything is fine and dandy

finally got the camera installed on my crappy printer

not sure i like its placement though

me starting a business knowing full well i have no motivation or skill too

holy shit i used to love giving the shittiest movie plots descriptions and bad details like this

now i feel like missed my true purpose in life and i should work for them

at least in 2019 we're finally setting the standard that if you call homosexuality a disease a random woman will run out of nowhere and shove you so hard you bounce

so.. there's that at least

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