shoutout to the tiff lightbox boomer who told me to get my red cardigan out of her sight because it was such a horrible colour she would be distracted the whole time
I’m telling you that the mother is primordially all-powerful, and that this cannot be eliminated from this dialectic if we are to understand anything worthwhile. It’s one of its essential conditions.
"haha i love dilfs"
"man I love yaoi, did I mention I like gay people?"
"i regularly watch commentary videos that all rip off eachother"
"guys i use silly cat gifs"
my mayor bisexual... my pancakes are free... my traffic glenmore... flames in four...?
(disclaimer that the pancakes are only free for 2 weeks in july)
how do i survive as someone who doesn’t believe in hard work, is ugly to most people, unconcered with societal ideals of success. thinks life should be easy and fun, and is lazy. genuinely