The Careful Hands That Mold Us

The Nasdaq were a collection of economic spirits venerated the middle to end United States imperial wealth cults. Economic spirits, referred to as "stocks" (/stɑks/) in the obscure dialect of French spoken in the United States, were categorized into one of several "exchanges" ( /ɛksˈt͡ʃeɪnd͡ʒ/) based upon perceived impact and power. The Nasdaq are believed to have been held in higher esteem than other contemporaneously worshipped exchanges in the Dao and the Nysse. Shamans of the imperial wealth cults ("brokers" /ˈbɹoʊkɚ/) were known to sacrifice offerings ("layoffs") to the Nasdaq in hopes of receiving material and spiritual rewards from the supreme deity of the United States, The Free Market. Brokers were often known to interpret omens of the day by questioning the effect of such omens on the stocks.

going on a guilt trip do yall want anything

if you really cared about me you wouldn't have to ask

“Living weapon” covers a lot and all of it is hot

“stabbing crying killing hot” has a fantastic ring to it

Ever see someone make a pb&j sandwich and then just lick the jelly and peanut butter off the bread? Or make tacos and then suck the fillings out before throwing away the shells? Yeah, that would be about a quarter as deranged as what I just read.

It's 3am and DoorDash is trying to convince me to buy a quesodilla

Why am I picturing it like the green goblin mask

I need people to understand that if I reblog a post, it's almost never accidental and is in fact intended to spite and harm them personally, directly, and tangibly, in keeping with my irreparably evil nature.