i MiSS THE RAGE 🖤🦇

The first incelcore industry plant but it's the equivalent of putting a massive international corporation headquarters across the street from like 20 mom and pop shops

>FF ends with a comp of the SE characters before they become meisters, even though the timeline makes zero sense Kino. Is. Served.

My dream ever since I was a child was to foster a movement or build a machine that would kill 90% of people on earth, myself included

I was sliding on Ethel Cain before it was mainstream, the hashtag "send ricin to Ethel Cain" on my tg was because /mu/fag pitchfork troonbabble doesn't deserve to exist. Wait until you niggas figure out who "Adrianne Lenker" and "Cavetown" are

Stealing

"I understand it can be a complex polemic tool, hard to grasp at times"

Even if Solbrah coaled out with the Artemis 2 thing I will never maliciously make fun of him. It's called loyalty, fealty, chivalry. We used to understand these things, people

Death to the GAE but also stop being a panican retard, you wouldn't get it

It should be totally flat. Every time you use it, water pools on the floor. People will ask, “why? why design a sink like this?” and you can say, “I despise everything.”

Leftists talk about feminist owned compilations like it raped them

Relax everyone, the cavalry is here

>try to read the savage detectives >the titular characters aren't particularly savage and aren't actually detectives, for that matter

On the topic of Bolano they should rewrite, "Nazi Literature in the Americas" but it's about all of you and your fucked up freak insano lives and the end about the cool Pinochet poet pilot serial killer paid by the government to make fasces in the air with a Messerschmitt is me

Must....not...... gigaquote....

Pioneer stem cell research.... experiment tirelessly on yourself.....regrow your foreskin....bask in the .4 percentage endocrinatic boost to physical sensitivity....circumcise yourself again, by hand......a living sand mandala of flesh and skin......

In this dreaded place, my mind wanders to that place on the steppe. Hypersurreal sun that washed everything in perfect color, some beyond tangibility. Liminal winds command everything to heel and then don't. Blood a color so perfect. Bury me not on that lone prairie, I beg you

Just blew cigarette smoke right onto a Mexican toddler #win

Ragebait he made up but still going under the 'xeets that made my dih rise' category