mark fuckerburg
slap your balls and die
at this point comedy is a moving target and im just flailing my arms in a vain hope to hit it
ok but this hoe y/n is living her best life in all these fics. can I be her
i have great news for you
the line between not going out as an act of self-care and not going out as a symptom of depression is but a gossamer thread
“hi welcome to mcdonalds what can i get for you?”
“yeah can i get a deluxe quarter pounder with cheese?”
“absolutely, do you want the meal or just the sandwich?’
“uuuuuh hold on”
*fishes something out of my pocket*
“mikey what do i do?”
“get the fries. youll need the energy in the coming days”
*stuffs it back in my pocket*
“uhh yes please the meal would be great”
serious question: can anyone else see this post? am I hallucinating?
