“irony post irony radical sincerity”— just stop it. be decent to one another, be kind, this is a hard enough world and i don’t know anything about what it’s like being you
tired: in dreams begin responsibilities inspired: the hustle never sleeps
looking at skeets on the scroll is like looking at the headlights of cars on the highway at night
my “research” means reaching out to twitter user dorkus malorkus to see if they really changed their username to FUCK BUZZFEED in 2017, or not
@owenwaka.bsky.social cant DM this to you yet
most important question to ask yourself aftef meeting a possible new friend is, do they fucks w/ the Vision or no?
The holiest thing in all the world is the boys, out on the terrasse, drinking beers. smiles all around. i pass these four middle aged strangers with their pints and open the door to my building, having caught the contagion of their brotherly communion
cleverest and most parisian thing I've ever done is cover up the smell of weed by exposing the camembert
the pigeons seem happy that it is now summer. in winter, they were all huddled together over the warm-air vent. now, they are strutting about, plump and confident, eating fries from the ground.