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I'm thinking about this post and i have decided that it is one of those things that is a poem in some undefinable way

Woman murders man in broad daylight

“Okay here’s the list of chores I want to get done today” I tell myself before having sudden full body fatigue from seemingly nothing

“Queer people need to get weirder-” you can’t handle like. A lesbian.

there is still time. there is still time. until your bones are in the fucking ground there is still time.

You should be able to rot in bed for 2, maybe 3 hours after waking up before it starts affecting what time it is. If I wake up at 8:30 and lie in bed for 2hr it should still be 8:30 when I get up

it’s a leap yeap

My nightmare: making a typo that people are still talking about over a century later

Happy leap yeap!

opening a tab to google something and immediately entering a state of tranquility and utter bliss as i forget every thought ive ever fucking had