FIND SOMETHING ELSE TO POST ABOUT. FUCKING POST YOUR BRUNCH OR YOUR COFFEE OR YOUR DOG
FIND SOMETHING ELSE TO POST ABOUT. FUCKING POST YOUR BRUNCH OR YOUR COFFEE OR YOUR DOG
The center can't (HOLD)
Mere anarchy
Is about to un(FOLD)
Up to my eyeballs
In the blood-dimmed (TIDE)
My falcon is missing
'Cause my gyre got (WIDE)
The hour's come round
So make some (NOISE)
For the Bethlehem birth
Of the BEA! STIE! BOYS!
The center can't (HOLD)
Mere anarchy
Is about to un(FOLD)
Up to my eyeballs
In the blood-dimmed (TIDE)
My falcon is missing
'Cause my gyre got (WIDE)
The hour's come round
So make some (NOISE)
For the Bethlehem birth
Of the BEA! STIE! BOYS!
Autocorrect: surely he means “we’ll”
Me typing: hell
Autocorrect: surely he means “he’ll”
Me typing: id
Autocorrect: no, he’s definitely talking about the Freudian concept of the id
Autocorrect: surely he means “we’ll”
Me typing: hell
Autocorrect: surely he means “he’ll”
Me typing: id
Autocorrect: no, he’s definitely talking about the Freudian concept of the id
My 4 year old: “that’s literally Victoria”
My 4 year old: “that’s literally Victoria”