bullshitting to all

“The creatures outside looked from pig to man, and from man to pig, and from pig to man again; but already it was impossible to say which was which.”

there's two side of me in every festival - i fucking hate it. - i want sweets, whatever kind.

it's not practically very feasible, but yes it is real. sorry the date thing was not for boys.

Date idea? I'll teach you about the workings of Railgun and it's feasibility

the only good thing about this mindless conspiracy is that i had totally forgotten about jayz's "she knows". It's such a goated song.

or India in 1400s or before

i wanna live somewhere in Europe of 1500s doing farming on workdays, drinking beer in evening, dancing on folk music with my favorite woman in festivals

welcome to fucking winter the weather where my life takes turns in random direction

this man reminds me why music is counted in dopamine playground