Kaiseaya

i was at an event last night in california and i went to the bar to order wine bc wine was like, a thing, and i looked at the menu and saw i was completely out of my depth bc idk any wine names, so i turned to my right and there was a man in a gorgeous suit standing at the bar beside me and i said “do you know anything about wine?” and he said “a little, yes!” i told him i liked white and dry wines and asked if he’d order for me. he asked the server for two glasses and had one poured for each of us and then he clinked his glass on mine but he didn’t take a sip, he just watched me taste mine and then he asked what i thought and i said “it’s pretty good, but like i said, i wouldn’t know.” he laughed and told me to have a good time & i walked away. fifteen minutes later i found out he’s the winemaker.

we need to all get angrier about ableism. we all need to be more activly aware of it and against it

he would not say that.

I was there when he said it actually

you're just afraid of a big thick girlcock

there is a lot we will forgive for girlcock on this site but misconstruing Sun Tzu is NOT on that list

“Europoors can’t afford AC. They couldn’t survive a week of Texas’s heat wave” Okay, yeah, that’s cool and funny. Can we please talk about the fact that global warming is so bad that the heat is literally killing people that far north.

many of you just. genuinely don’t believe that people can grow and change.

this is about the death penalty and its also about call out posts about people who have already apologized for things they did a long time ago and it’s also about using ‘toxic’ or ‘abuser’ as if its an immutable class of person, and its also about any other circumstance with permanent consequences or wherein you assume someone is still the same person they were.

I bet it feels good as fuck to be a ghoul and have your head roll off your body and you walk over and pick it up and put it back on your head

nip over to troy, bit of rough and tumble, big horse, bish bash bosh, back home to ithaca. simple as

functionally suicidal character saying “I would die for you” to their significant other and its like. I get the sentiment, honey, but if a hot dog vendor told me he’d sell hot dogs for me, I wouldn’t feel very moved now would I

Now a functionally suicidal character saying “I will live for you”. Now that’s a dynamic I can sink my teeth into.

now how about a functionally suicidal character saying "I will sell hot dogs for you"

Hotdog vender lays down their life to protect their suicidal partner, who then takes over the hotdog stand to carry on their memory...

It's like talking to a 2010 Old Spice commercial with you people

Actually I've decided this is a poem