get eaten

help I’m having ideas beyond my available free time

i was looking for a job then i was looking for a job then i was looking for a job then i was looking for a job then i was looking for a job then i was looking for a job then i was looking for a job then i was looking for a job then i was looking for a job then i was looking for a job then i was looking for a job then i was looking for a job then i was looking for a job then i was looking for a job then i was looking for a job and heaven knows im miserable now

when i’m on my period my vagina is like the 2000 general election…all that Bush and Gore

Trace amounts of Monica in my life

A statistically insignificant level of Monica in my life

My life manufactured in a facility that also processes Monica

"all you ever do is complain" that's not true. I also resent.

"Whimsy" is truly a wretched term. What maketh thee so carefree?

thy mother

Art thou for fucking real