disseminator of discontent

hold my hand. reject sanskritisation

decolonise by eating beef

Self aggrandizing humor saves lives. I’m an authority on this since I’m legitimately the coolest girl in the world.

truthberry (makes you tell the truth) vs lieberry (gives you an immediate understanding of the dewey decimal system)

I cannot stop laughing at the idea that socialism ignores humanity’s highest spiritual ideal: owning yachts.

My name was Mitya Ivanovich of Ryazan. I was nine winters old when I died. In 1353 winter came early. The boyars took our grain, the wolves took our goats, and hunger took our minds. One night, I was sent to fetch water from the well. I leaned too far and saw my reflection tremble. Then the rope snapped. The well was bottomless, or so they said. They found my boots days later, frozen solid and standing upright like a man still waiting for spring. If you read this far, it’s too late to pretend you didn’t. You have until the next cockcrow to send this message to 10 villagers or one tax collector. A boyar’s son once received this message carved on birch bark. He laughed, said peasants have no ghosts, and burned it in his hearth. That night, his estate flooded with boiling kvass. A widow in Novgorod copied this tale and sent it to 12 others. The next morning, her cow gave birth to triplets. All healthy. She named them Mitya, Mitya, and Mitya. I still look over their bloodline. Send this to 10 people if you don't want to end up like the boyar's son. Your time starts now

"ingredients you can pronounce" i can pronounce anything

healthy food ppl are like 'ohh dont eat mcdonalds its unsanitary it probably has dirt and bugs in it' and then go to a market to pay extra for vegetables that have dirt and bugs on them