Whomst Did Thee Believe Claimed Thy Burden?

Normal groceries like milk or bread or whatever running out is whatever. Just anotha day. But when stuff like salt or cooking oil or rice runs out it feels like You’re supposed to be here for me and you’re leaving. You’re just like everyone else

skrillex's "bangarang" used to play

what now?

Silence unending, interurrpted occasionally by flo ridas "cant believe it"

i am developing a "penis gnome" based variant of morse code

gnome gnome penis... gnome penis gnome... penis penis gnome, gnome penis, penis gnome gnome gnome... gnome gnome gnome, penis, penis penis penis, gnome penis penis gnome

"u r gab stop"

well well well if it isn’t the obvious truth which i have been running away from as fast as i possibly can all this time

goodbye $200 helloooo 3 groceries

hey boss i can't come in today it's a sunny day and there's a lovely breeze coming in through my window, yeah it's rustling the branches of the tree outside that's finally bloomed so it's pretty serious

we need to find the beating heart of The Job Market and we need to plunge a holy gleaming blade into it. its the only way to be free