This is the eeriest election of my life. Everyone knows something will happen between now & November to enable them to steal it again but no one knows how. It’s like a post-COVID defense response that’s expecting lockdowns and total mayhem again. Very ominous feeling in the air.

Of course you aren’t.

Wanting to have sex with big mamas is a symptom of inflammation. Eat a carrot salad. Discard bread. Please fast.

Whenever calling customer service I just ask to speak to their supervisor immediately. Boom, white competent manager. Indians avoided.

love to make a mundane complaint on x dot com and some terminally online weirdo decides to make it about 'society'

me: lines at Costco are long today

random retard: urbanites are so anti community they have a breakdown if they have to wait for their fellow citizens to buy food

'They took my heckin assault rifles :('
'Not the freaking abortiums!!'
“Muh border…..”

Shut up. Shut the fuck up. Study history for three seconds and you come to an inevitable conclusion: America will be balkanized, probably sooner rather than later.

Stop thinking about the

“Are you looking to escape the Matrix? Are you prepared to elevate your consciousness to the next level? Do you want to Be A Good Boy? Well send in your resumes, strap in, and no cursing. Boys, we’re gonna turn Twitter into LinkedIn.”

This is much more political than any 4000 word sperg post could hope to be

It’s fine to have a baseline grasp of astrology as it’s women’s religion now. And there’s definitely something to it.

But men who get very into it are embarrassing themselves. Mirroring is white knighting.

Astrology is very feminine. Just let them have their cute little thing.

Reposters of crying TikToks will be blocked. Mutuals will be muted.

This is the online equivalent of scratching your ass and sniffing your finger.

Your narrow emotional life is why the timeline sucks lately.

Find excitement. Gamble with your life if necessary. Please find joy.

Apparently views are down.

I’ve decided to highlight the sexiness of the visible collarbone.

Thinking about when Jordan Peterson and Sam Harris debated each other for like 7 hours and only managed to agree that they disagree on the meaning of Truth. Low point for the internet.

Apparently views are down.

I’ve decided to highlight the sexiness of the visible collarbone.