watched my dad try to flame grill small peppers on a gas stove. every pepper placed immediately fell through. every pepper smaller than the spacing. kept just kept picking up another and trying again as if this time it would suddenly work. did it so many times in a row

they fucked up by making me see mobile game ads so often that now i just feel rage when i look at them. i hope that king from royal match does fucking drown. i hope the butler from gardenscapes pulls the wrong pin and gets eaten by the wolf. i hope that bitch in the cabin freezes AND her baby too

oh i didn’t know they died :( rip currents fr

nothing like the gut churning anxiety of med refill day. will i be able to be a functioning adult this month? will i have to spend hours trying to find them in stock & even longer hoping my doctor actually sends the script there this time? love it. what a great system.

body doubling my evil bg3 run to keep me on the evil track

the problem now is I'm just gonna want to feel this dead war criminal tingle all the time