sorry i’m late, professor. i’m disenchanted with the human experience and waking up every morning thrusts me into an instant existential crisis
real time question: how does anyone actually date natalie dormer? how do they consider themselves worthy?? how can they stand there while she looks at them that way and not spontaneously combust into a puddle on the floor?? keeps me up at night, man
ordering pizza online is the best technological advancement since the internet itself
Isn’t it weird how humans have to drink a clear liquid substance to survive
Me to me: how far would I go for David Bowie???