When my mom’s out in public, she sends me pictures of lesbians she sees.
“Ah, yes, my psychiatrist, Hax Murderer. He has been helping me profile this ax murderer.”
Carmina Burana flash mob in a Viennese train station.
Is This A Kink I Have Or Was This Fic just Really Well Written; an existential crisis in three acts
when u accidentally hurt ur friends feelings and they insist that its fine but u know it isnt
An interesting model of our solar system’s path as it travels through space in the Milky Way.
Certainly a departure from usual models that show the Sun as a static object, which it certainly isn’t
I had no idea this was happening. Where are we going?
To fuck some shit up