Four thousand two hundred ninety two!

Four thousand two hundred ninety eight!

Four thousand three hundred fifteen!

In all likelihood, no one has ever loved you and no one ever will. Thank you for continuing to enjoy arbys this Valentine’s Day

Taurus: Like an onion, you contain many layers and tend to make people cry.

Four thousand three hundred twenty three!

Four thousand three hundred thirty six!

Disable this immediately in your Direct message settings, as it's on by default. Anyone can voice call you and see your IP address when they do

‘He scrambled down to the foyer, well what passes for a ‘scramble’ in shoe lifts & a girdle. He knew he couldn’t move too fast or he’d get winded & the Depends would make that damn swooshing sound again. His gait resembled a drunken crab or a minotaur with vertigo & bunions…’

This praying mantis embedded in amber is about 30 million years old.

Looking back on my adolescence, I regret not having figured out a way to make money by heaving random shit into the pond by my friend Aaron’s house. I feel like that was truly the untapped essence of me. My talents realized. Welp, time marches on.

Listening to Them Shoes by Patrick Sweany on Pandora pandora.app.link/PYMGdA9EfIb

All I’m saying T is that these people keep saying DEI when it sounds like they really wanna say a different word. But fuck do I know.

Four thousand four hundred seven! Ah ah ah!

God loves you so much that he created Hell just in case you don't love him back.

I deleted this app on my phone. I briefly peruse it on my computer a couple times a week, tops. I absolutely can't recommend this course of action enough. This site\app is a sewer of misinformation and manufactured outrage. Now, I get some news, then off. Its lovely.

🧵: Here, we'll make it easy for you, here's *most* of the times JD Vance has trashed Donald Trump, all in one place. JD trashing Trump: A Thread

ON TRUMP BEIN SHOT AND THINGS BEIN CRAZY

Me: alexa, play “after awhile” by Patrick Sweany Alexa: shuffling songs by patrick swayze Me: what the fuck Alexa: “she’s like the wind…” Me: ok fine…but next song…