You’re dressed to kill, and guess who’s dying

idk what was on my face but just now some random lady tried to console me, kept asking what was wrong and was i crying (i wasn't)

it was sooooo awkward

this day is clearly dead set on being ridiculous, and it's not even noon

that awkward moment when you discover that your childhood crush now has an english wikipedia page

Recently found out I’m actually being shipped w a certain user. She’s blissfully unaware of that, and I can’t tell her because apparently I’m a bottom there

Gods

I may be only a six, but it’s on the Kinsey scale

I may be ugly but at least I'm stupid

We are all lost, and realistically speaking, it’s not very likely that we’ll ever be found

Remember what happened to the soviet union? My tooth just pulled the same trick

I used to feel very sad because nobody loved me.

But then I realised that it gave me the license to just be myself and not give a shit.

That’s how you become Bri*ish ig

My blood test results came back, and, unfortunately, it seems I’m not going to cark it this time

last time i saw this many bots was when i was researching gray goo

since i don't have any ideas so far, here's a pic of the sculpture called "a grateful italy" by vincenzo vela, which technically celebrates france's role in the risorgimento (those two figures are allegories of france and italy) but is in fact goddamn hot yuri from the 19th century

i can neither confirm nor deny this is my first post here