C'est la Vie

Just started watching Pluribus and this show has reached levels of toxic yuri I would have previously thought impossible. What if we kissed but you're a female version of my hot OC and also you're the reanimated corpse of a woman I don't know and also you're an eldritch abomination from beyond the stars and also you're my dead wife and also you're every human being on Earth and every time I get upset around you, you kill millions of people. And we're both girls.

Really confused as to how my logo changed to kermit the frog. Unless im starting to have hallucinations from lack of sleep. Still. mindfucked. 

I think that the Hamilton musical is objectively the funniest thing that could happen to that man's memory. Imagine dying of a gunshot wound infection in 1804 and learning from the afterlife that tweenage girls in 2017 are drawing thousands upon thousands of images of you making out with your fellow congressmen because someone wrote a 2-hour rap opera about you. I like to imagine that Hamilton found a monkey's paw and wished to leave a legacy, and this is what it did to him.

you don't control who lives who dies who tells your story