One of my favorite dogs from work is moving to Illinois. I bought him a bowtie and a turtle toy and cried in the lobby while saying goodbye.
We really do love all these dogs. Sometimes I donāt know if my heart can take this job.
So if you know me, you know that my taste in music is really all over the place. I like a lot of really good shit, garbage and things ironically but also maybe so ironically itās no longer ironic and I actually like it: a thread
Atlus is one of those artists where Iām like āare they good? Are they bad? Are they both & does that make them great? Does he know heās is like creating incel anthems? Are they actually even incel anthems or has he just been truly mistreated by women?ā All these questions & more
Iāve concluded that Atlus fucking rules because of these questions his persona and art evoke. Real art gets the people going. Dadaism.
Idk Iām high, listen to Atlus
Matt & Colleen remind me of that couple in high school that would get drunk at a party & the boyfriend would throw a beer or punch a wall & drive off in their Momās Dodge Durango AKA Britney Spears level of TOXIC #LoveIsBlind
Zanab needs a Xanax. Iām no fan of Cole, donāt get me wrong, by MY GOD is she unpleasant and uptight. If someone spoke to me in that tone with that stank look on their face ALL THE TIME I would Sylvia Plath myself #LoveIsBlind