nolite te bastardes carborundorum

new years eve is my favorite holiday like let’s go out and get drunk and dance or stay in and watch tv all to celebrate another year we didn’t kill ourselves. i love you.

here’s a holiday that gives you an excuse to ritualistically rewatch when harry met sally 1989. genuinely so awesome.

horrible women named “edfinancial services” keep messaging me

every $30 purchase is like a razor sharp arrow stuck firmly in my muscular wearwolf back

You should be allowed to leave work if you need to go home and think about the character

listening to an album you used to love but overplayed for yourself after a really long time after the overplayedness has worn off and it sounds like it's supposed to again is the closest to being in heaven you can get during your mortal life i think