another day, another time i don't need to piss in the bushes bc i know the door code to the anarchist collective building teehee

not much just rife with angst

"does no one do anything for sex or money anymore, is it all just clout chasing????"

bruh i am exhausted by myself

putting the brute in brutally honest

diet ads really do use the language of the proletariat to oppress us

maybe im not doing the most i could be, but so many people are doing nothing

tbh when i teach myself by reinventing the wheel i understand the underlying concepts better (even tho it takes me 100000x longer)

the art of the strategically placed dead link

giving into the primal urge to eat meat with my hands

im worried i did something terrible - im worried it means something terrible about me - im worried it means i

i identify as T4T because in a void i have no identity but i see myself in ppl who are similar to me and that helps me know myself

just h*d s*x with a kn95 on and ya know what it wasn't too bad

WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAT ISSSSSSS WROOOOOOONNNGGGG WITHHHHHHH MEEEEEEEEEEEE

after seeing only 444 and 222 for a while i just saw 333 ???? what's up with THAT

no g-d would mistake me for a mirror

i hate it here (my head, your room, my hometown, etc)

"your boundary is not going to matter unless you make it matter"

over-terrestrial

i wonder how many gas station sandwiches i've eaten in my lifetime (it's a lot)