you know it’s time to go to bed when the existential crisis strolls in
if it’s the middle of the night and you suddenly hate yourself because you don’t read enough or your job sucks or you’re single or gender continues to happen or you gained weight or whatever is knocking on your… brain door? at ass o'clock at night, that is your brain saying it’s time to go the fuck to sleep, the crisis can come back during business hours
target audience of less than ten individuals
My target audience is me and even that bastard is impossible to please
“But if you forget to reblog Madame Zeroni, you and your family will be cursed for always and eternity.”
happy birthday to a decade-old meme.
happy 12th birthday none pizza with left beef
Happy 13th birthday none pizza with left beef
Happy 14th birthday none pizza with left beef
Two more years, and we can teach None Pizza with Left Beef how to drive.
Fucking iconic. It would also allow suing rapists and domestic abusers with awards starting from 10,000, where if the case is won, half the money goes into a fund for women seeking abortions in other states. It’s modelled exactly from Texas’s unconstitutional bullshit bill. Anyone who opposes the constitutionality of this bill would also be calling into question the anti-abortion bill.
and the best part?
Bohemian Rhapsody. We Will Rock You. Somebody To Love. All hit singles, and all the direct product of a band that was formed when an astrophysicist and a dentistry major found a new friend in an art college, who then went on to recruit a fourth member from the electronics school. Based on this alliance I propose the rift in society between Arts and STEM students was fabricated to keep us separated so as to dilute our true power - and fabricated by who, you may ask? The business major, the only member of society who reaps no reward from art and science and thus must weaken us so as to stay ahead. In this essay I will
