oh, my costis. oh, my friend.

but ykw at least i'm not on mount everest. at least i'm not paying tens of thousands of dollars to slowly suffocate in a 300-person line at the gates of hell. never in my life will i have to be steered in a hypoxic stupor through the maze of poop and corpses atop mount everest. on this earth a lot of horrible things can happen to you without your permission but there are a few that you have to opt into. you can just say no thanks! and be guaranteed never to have to be on mount everest. much to be grateful for actually

still not on mount everest this morning 😌 alhamdulillah

Does anyone know what to do about the temperature and also the prices

i go on bluesky until the liberals piss me off, i go on tumblr until the communists piss me off, i go on twitter until the bitchy reactionary girls and gays piss me off

there’s a japanese radish just below this post but you can’t reach it

I do think the post that's like "when they torture you to insanity and then torture you for being insane 😂🤣" is one of the most succinct and foundational analyses of interpersonal violence and conflict that had ever been written

turn up the harpsichord i cant hear the harpsichord

people will tell you they were born in the wrong era as if the suction toy wasn't only just invented in 2014