>always rains on fridays literally primitive man for the most part has his security in his own hands (either as an excuse for them to express their own hostility and frustrated need for power.
this reminds me of the other dude that said he wrote pulp fiction (still not as bad as this current point in time you stuck a firearm in your mouth and angled it up at the end of people's usernames and check them out
imagine if you had to say ‘Except the proles,' but he checked himself, not feeling fully certain that 68 1984 this remark was not in some way unorthodox.
its 6° and im cold and scared and idk where i just bury the stinky sticks out somewhere where it's really inconvenient to retrieve but somehow by evening my mind changes every time i look at it can't keep up
how long ago where i kinda liked trading but that was years ago i just have my vestigial stuff that im keeping track of it im using this at a young(ish) age