we’re literally floating on a tiny planet in fucking space why are we surrounded by hatred and misery. why can’t everyone just calm the fuck down and lay on some grass. the sun is a GIANT BURNING ORB why does money exist. fuck everything
One of the most tedious responsibilities of adulthood: cooking food and eating it. I mean, I like food, but must i go through this process every day?? a couple of times a week should do
just moving along like everyone else 