I still don’t know how I feel about this whole situation. This is gonna take some serious introspection.

“Who would have ever thought consequences would happen to ME?!”

Ya know, I was a quiet kid in high school, I wore a trench coat once (the school confiscated it), I ate lunch alone and was a general mess of hormones and emotions. Ya know what I never did or ever really considered doing? KILLING A BUNCH OF PEOPLE!!!

Oh cool, butt news!

On one hand, I do like this planet not being awful. On the other, I really like pork.

I was invited into an open relationship once and, initially, I was super down to give it a go! But as time went on, I found myself always with one foot out the door, just waiting for them to get tired of me or find someone else. I realized I could never REALLY be in a romantic relationship with these people because I…

I have a long running fear of mascots so, that being said, I was taken there once as a baby, screamed for the next hour or so, and never went back.

One day I’ll be invited to the cookout... one day.

I’m just remembering who I hung out with in high schools and there were no girls around us at anytime. We were weird, looked funny, and at least three of the guys were Juggalos so I don’t blame the ladies for being a bit put off. But, they were the only ones who were cool to me back then so, you go with what you got.

Goddamnit, I can’t even get enough money to rent a hole in the wall! Where y’all getting all this cash?!

My dad’s the child of an interracial relationship so I’ll admit a certain bias to the subject. Love who you love and be true to yourself.

I will give them many pets but 0 fucks

“Everyone’s entitled to their opinion, but that doesn’t stop your opinion from being wrong!”

This is why all my heroes are fictional. Hellboy will never let me down!

A few years ago, me and my family visited the Holocaust Museum in D.C. My grandfather survived 4 years in several concentration camps so it was something my dad was adamant that we do. Those few hours reading, listening to first hand records, and viewing the images parented were some of the most impactful of my entire…

I never understood dress codes telling kids what to do with there head/hair. It just seems like, at that point, you’re actively looking to scrub out any form of individuality.

Kanye is as he’s always been; a rich man who does rich man things.

It’s like if Ayn Rand wrote a book on relationships

Money breaks all boundaries, apparently

Any relationship can work as long as you don’t believe the other person/people involved have ANY lives outside of you.