Gwynething

there's a stage in sandwich consumption where it's falling to pieces & you're desperately cupping it in your hands & it's like this poor wounded animal that is covered in mustard & wants to die

(backseating you at the mortar and pestle) man you aint even squarshing it

Wordle is running out of words. Only 2,000 five letter words remain. When that supply is exhausted the Creation shall begin. One day the word will be ZHURM, and all shall get it, and all shall understand it to mean "an ache from suddenly remembering a long-ago friend, who meant something to you once, but whose face you can no longer conjure". The next day the word shall be JOROL, and all will get it, and all will know it means "the melancholy confusion of passing by somewhere where you once could have died". The next day it will be GREFT, and all will understand it to be a small brown bird with white streaks found only in South America, and suddenly, it will appear, in the underbrush of the Amazon, in the streets of São Paulo, and all will know that it once was not there, but now, will always be

they thought 1 lb stood for “one little bean”

sorry bro i lost focus and forgot where u begin and i end i hope nothing gay happened

he fardin

"you are addicted to screens" no no you see i am actually addicted to my friends. unfortunately they live in there

precamrian got the lesbian colors I guess you could call that era a stone butch

Yeah you're right. It WOULD be pretty fucked up if you were a swan but you were raised by ducks and you grew up never seeing another swan or even knowing that such a thing as a swan even existed so you just thought you were a duck with something super wrong with it.

What do you believe in now?

self preservation through love

chupacapra

Chupacabra as well