note to self: don't be gay in indiana

some girls aren’t made with sugar spice and everything nice they’re made with garlic basil and olive oil

I apologize for the harshness of my words, Miss Bennet, but your family is just so cringe

I simp for you most ardently

thinking bout 2019 and how i took her for granted

tony awards dont matter anymore. give one to eva noblezada for set design. give one to brandon uranowitz for best lead actress in a play. give one to me for orchestrations. nothing matters anymore

the year is 2036. presidential candidate pewdipie is facing off against his democratic rival, chrissy teigan. the moderator poses their first question, which is if drill bits should be pink in october for breast cancer awareness or if that money should be used to give more soldiers geneticly modified laser eyes. “maybe a better world is still possible” you impulsively post on TwitterPrime. the elon musk pickle rick missle obliterates you within seconds, but not before everyone in your replies asks why you’re trying to distract from the important issues. are you perhaps a russian agent

what is your cishet male trait mine is being a car fan

wouldnt it be funny if they both died right now in front of everyone

Shakespeare while writing Romeo and Juliet

look, do i like trump? no. do i disagree with most of his policies? of course. but do i think it's funny that he got covid? absolutely. do i hope he dies? hell yes i do. this is awesome and i hope he suffers in his final moments.

this aged well

do you think miss rona successfully utilized girl power when she decided to infect trump