To me it’s like a form of housing. I’m completely disinterested in getting housed—I want to live in a vehicle.
To me it’s like a form of housing. I’m completely disinterested in getting housed—I want to live in a vehicle.
It’s crazy how atomized the internet is—so many cool communities and sites I only ever knew about by accident.
Why are you eating at Buffalo Wild Wings?
[T]he anarchocapitalist leader of Argentina, Javier Milei, who is currently busy completely destroying his own country and stripping the copper out of the walls to give to American capitalists.
Javier Milei is a tweaker confirmed.
Someone else almost certainly yoinked it, as in, someone other than you or the person it belonged to.
I’ve always wanted to put googly-eyes on a
meth pipe
Dude this is funny as FUCK.
Matt nailed it when he called The Atlantic “Neoliberal Dabiq.”
When I come down off of meth, the first night of sleep is dominated by dreams that are either a) fucking bizarre and which I wake up from feeling almost “locked in” or something, or b) just normal dreams, like the sort or vivid dreams I should be having as a normal human.
I rarely have dreams, at least ones which I remember having when I wake up, when I’m high—and I have such an insane tolerance that I can smoke and go right to bed.
It’s too hard to press on my fucking screen and I’m so depressed anyways that most of the content here doesn’t interest me anyways.
Neoliberal Dabiq.
During his tenure as mayor of San Francisco, he signed the city’s incredibly stupid sit-lie ordinance into law.
Worth noting: shelters aren’t really an option, except for the people who want us out of sight.
I hate being alive.
Sunshine (2006) theme intensifies