I think I found a historically accurate way of preventing gun violence within the US. We just need to do what they did during the world wars... Give a bunch of unsupervised 19-22 year olds shotguns and send them to the trenches.
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*pats*
Do sleep, or else you will just be inefficient
I am less than 30 pages from finishing the editing on volume 1 of my story but then I have to go back and edit again. I don't want to do it but I have a deadline.
I dropped some chicken nuggets and now I don't know what to do with my life.
I have had exactly 25.3 hours of sleep this week so I'mma stay up and edit instead of getting more sleep like a responsible person because I have a deadline.
Is it weird that my mom, dad, and step-dad we're all best friends in high school and are still really good friends despite the marriage drama?
I kind of want to see what would happen if the entirety of the US Senate tried to do their jobs while tripping on DMT.
Currently laying in the grass next to a river, pondering the moon, and listening to yellow by Coldplay. This has been a day.
I'm currently in the middle of trying to convince my friends to help me produce a comedy miniseries based in the shitty part of medieval Europe with mud huts and wars consisting of three people versus two people in a donkey but everyone speaks with a mix of 90s skater/surfer slang and Old English.
There is a disturbing amount of accidental incest in my main story and I don't know how to fix it without making the MC a borderline pedophile.
I'm still waiting for my Blues clues and Sonic the hedgehog crossover episode with the original Steve trying to solve a murder.
Shovels are just big spoons.
I dislike most, if not all forms of social media. It doesn't matter which one it is, there's always the same thing, mindless abstract compilations crafted by incorrigible attention whores who would gladly unicycle into a volcano for your credit card. Is there no such thing as intelligent entertainment outside of literature?
Does anyone think that wading in a pond with a flaming crusader helmet on would make a memeable picture?
I will never forgive the Canadians for maple syrup enema fetishes.
I desire to be better but I don't know what to be better than. Fuck it. I'm gonna do my best to be better than Conor McGregor as well as Sir Arthur Conan Doyle.
You've heard of "do or do not, there is no try" before. Well, I got a new one. "Do not" just don't. Don't do. Don't think. Just do not.
I can't believe I put a 3 page description of how this deity can't seem to find a normal position in a bean bag chair 3 times their size to the point that they swear to destroy all bean bag chairs.
This just in; Lightning bug juice does not give you night vision. It just burns like hell. Also, everything is green.
"I am a God damned onion." I say in a deep and threatening tone to my coworker.
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