Reminds me of the time someone stole from me and then got mad that I was mad at them about it. Good fucking riddance

Maybe also inhale/choke on a few gnats

I was thinking today while out protesting how people connecting socially in-person is difficult if it’s not through religion, work/school or drinking. I was thinking about how someone could have met a new friend or a life long love at a protest— what a unique story to tell years down the road

If this were the only page in the Bible, I’d be a believer