Walk into the club and Cruel Angel's Thesis starts playing. I'm with my people in my peace let's fucking goooooo

fine! i admit it! i enjoy the idea of being topped (beaten in a game of magic the gathering)

“Rich Men North of Richmond” is like the perfect pseudopopulist astroturfer anthem, because the guy starts the song establishing how he’s grinding his waking life away for bullshit pay and then proceeds to complain about everybody except his boss.

i love bluesky but i wish there was a way for me to not block the people who want me dead. oh well. i guess i’ll continue to live in harmony for awhile

Time to become a new, greater problem for everyone who follows me on a timeliness based app

hardest image of all time

Thanks for the uplifting words. I declared psychic warfare on you about halfway through