yeah i dont get what happens to posters on here but it all feels so enervated

ok but i wasn’t ever gonna make it that far lol.

ok but when i do it it’s because i’m hoping they’ll permanently end my shit. throw me into a black maria. never heard from again

i lived in houston for a minute and the vietnamese food was the best
i’ve had. kolaches rocked too but they rock everywhere (ish) in texas. anyway i don’t understand op framing this as bad or sub-op zeroing in on an unclear rhetorical tragedy (u can just say fusion pho-eva and fuck these racists).

i tried. but yeah. had already walked away twice and the third time i felt like throwing up i just said ok.

history is being destroyed in every way possible (as a form, a genre, a major, a relationship with the world/culture). i don’t think people realize how badly this is fucking us.

i don’t know how but they managed to crack the **** code and realized i was telling someone to kill themselves over and over. like sorry for trying to help i guess

oh i don’t know. it’s good to see you again lil one