We’re killing our planet
Call out post
None of y'all have fight or flight responses. Y'all see a monster and your only response is to
Fuck
npr: welcome to fresh air. today we are going to play some music
me: *slams CD button on car stereo, switching to heavy metal about wizards and goblins*
How jocks tell time
Regular person: oh it’s 3:13
Jock: do you mean 3 days 16 hours 26 minutes and approximately 32 seconds before THE BIG GAME?
“…At this moment, you mean everything…”
the definition of “when the music hits i feel no pain”
the internet has ruined me honestly i’m numb to everything. it could be the end of the world and i’d be like “tag urself i’m the acid rain”
