Wetsuit and 6ft bong
An empty wallet and far too many hobbies.
A fork and a knife
Ibuprofen and an Energy drink
Disappointment and disgust.
My computers and my bed
Spatty, recurve bow
Backpack and filter mask
A piece of flourite and a water pipe.
Crippling anxiety and a bottle of Zoloft
Gallows and a buttplug
Nice
I have adhd. This is mean.
What’s your current hyperfix?
I’m thinking about trying to start a drywall company 😂.
Ah. Super neich, risky, AND expensive. The trifecta.
A cat and a… cat.
Yep. Except I’m a dude.
So is she.
We are all dudes on this blessed day.
If you live in California for more than a few weeks you quickly learn that “dude” has as much meaning and gender as 6-7.
She is dude. The meme is dude. The cats are dudes. Her clothes are dudes. Her shoes are dudes. Her expression is dude. Falling and breaking her hip is dude.
So yes, we are all dude.
Dude is all.
Always.
Yup, dude is only size conscious. All things are just dudes, little dudes, or big dudes.
Speak for yourself
A laptop and an… uhhh… a laptop and a… fuck ju- just give me 2 laptops I guess.
A MacBook in the left hand, a Microsoft Surface in the right.
Fine, but when I introduce your figure to the rest of G.I. Joe, you’re teaching them how to run Linux on both.
This is me.
God im the most boring, terminally online person ever.
Guillotine and list of billionaires and corrupt politicians
