chaostotal
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My brain is a mess of ideas, thoughts, and half-finished plans.
Sometimes that turns into food. Sometimes into words.
Sometimes into creativity — or something else entirely.
I’m often surprised where my thoughts lead me.
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#fcknzs
Sometimes that turns into food. Sometimes into words.
Sometimes into creativity — or something else entirely.
I’m often surprised where my thoughts lead me.
♀️ 🇨🇭 🌀
#fcknzs
„Ich weiß, wo du wohnst“ – der Evergreen der intellektuellen Insolvenz. Wenn Drohungen das stärkste Argument sind, ist die politische Substanz wohl komplett verdunstet. Danke fürs unfreiwillige Eigentor.
February 11, 2026 at 9:48 AM
„Ich weiß, wo du wohnst“ – der Evergreen der intellektuellen Insolvenz. Wenn Drohungen das stärkste Argument sind, ist die politische Substanz wohl komplett verdunstet. Danke fürs unfreiwillige Eigentor.
So true.
You optimise the plate, not the stomach — and then wonder what went wrong.
And the fact that garlic and onions, which seem to be in almost everything, are the final boss for some guts is a very particular kind of irony.
You optimise the plate, not the stomach — and then wonder what went wrong.
And the fact that garlic and onions, which seem to be in almost everything, are the final boss for some guts is a very particular kind of irony.
February 9, 2026 at 9:50 AM
So true.
You optimise the plate, not the stomach — and then wonder what went wrong.
And the fact that garlic and onions, which seem to be in almost everything, are the final boss for some guts is a very particular kind of irony.
You optimise the plate, not the stomach — and then wonder what went wrong.
And the fact that garlic and onions, which seem to be in almost everything, are the final boss for some guts is a very particular kind of irony.