The sacred American tradition of family political discussions: famously non-divisive and entirely free of outside influence.
Today, I think about corn. Specifically, David Hume’s corn.
I had a pretty bad panic attack on Friday, June 27th.
I went digging through old notebooks: a flashback to the golden days of what the fuck
Remember when you had that phase where you watched that guy on TikTok eat lunch alone in his car every day?