scio me nihil scire

ah doing ma thing just like god int- (remembers im atheist) just like the universe intend- (remembers i don't believe in determinism) just like noone and nothing intended ever. doin ma thang fucking unpredictable style

all my haters become cicaders when i enter the summer of success

[ID: Ontario licence plate "IM CURED" /End ID]

go, my penis warriors. kill without reason

You should be starting a recipe book. I don't give a shit if you're only 20-years-old. The modern web is rotting away bit by bit before our very eyes. You have no idea when that indie mom blog is going down or when Pinterest will remove that recipe. Copy it down in a notebook, physically or digitally. Save it somewhere only you can remove it. Trust me, looking for a recipe only to find out it's been wiped off the internet is so fucking sad. I've learned my lesson one too many times.

yeah shoutout to pleasures of the flesh

Would anyone like to support my life style or am i to freakish and strange

source? my undefeated intuition

AITA for only staying with my dark elf partner for easy access to free poisonberries

it hurts to see gay Vito living MY dream with his line cook firefighter boyfriend