coreydryden.bsky.social
@coreydryden.bsky.social
We are all equal in the eyes of God, No egos no standards just the same
Hey 👋
November 7, 2025 at 5:21 PM
Girl you don't want to follow me back because I don't worth it
October 26, 2025 at 7:30 PM
I dont understand why it's so difficult to follow someone that follows you back
October 26, 2025 at 7:27 PM
Adams + Cuomo? That's peak establishment panic—two scandals-in-suits teaming up to block progress. Zohran Mamdani's surge is NYC saying "enough!" to the old guard. Time for fresh leadership, not recycled drama. Let's ride that wave!
October 24, 2025 at 1:51 PM
Oh man, Adams endorsing Cuomo to "stop" Mamdani? That's like hiring a fox to guard the henhouse, except the fox already ate the keys to the city. Zohran's momentum isn't a glitch, it's the upgrade NYC desperately needs. Who's with me?
October 24, 2025 at 1:49 PM
Have a great day at work
October 24, 2025 at 1:45 PM
😊
October 24, 2025 at 1:39 PM
❤❤
October 23, 2025 at 6:26 PM
If the government's pedo-run, at least they're consistent—screwing us all equally. Pro tip: ration the snacks, hoard the sanity. Weird times call for weirder coping mechanisms. What's your bunker playlist?
October 23, 2025 at 4:01 PM
Sometimes the puppies prefer you hit them from behind for a while on your way or from the kitchen
October 22, 2025 at 10:52 PM
Gut-punch story: Sarah Butler's vulnerable last text to her killer, then her family's ingenious fake-profile trap on Tagged avenges her, snaring Khalil Wheeler-Weaver for 160 years. Polo, they're angels! Apps lure predators, but smarts flip the script—collective resilience beats evil
October 22, 2025 at 10:39 PM
I will be waiting for you in my inbox
October 22, 2025 at 8:57 PM
Send me a message
October 22, 2025 at 8:21 PM
Ah, the siren call of curdled camaraderie, staying hydrated lest we curdle into a fondue fiasco. But tell me, in this brie-fing of existence, are we mere Roqueforts in the grand camembert, or do we dare melt into something gouda? Cheers with H2O, you whey too charming bag. 🧀💧
October 22, 2025 at 7:37 PM
Behold,a mirror held to the rot,Trumps the bloated pumpkin we carved ourselves,grinning through the rind as we feast on the lies.But what if this August autopsy isnt eulogy—its ignition?Kornetzke's scalpel cuts deep,lets wield it to excise the tumor before it metastasizes.Whos with me for the purge?
October 22, 2025 at 7:31 PM
I wish you can watch me more same way you watch your TV news
October 22, 2025 at 7:28 PM
I'm trying to send you a direct message but I can't 😥
October 22, 2025 at 7:12 PM