The real one peace is the peace u had in your heart before embarking on this lengthy and hazardous voyage.

When I was 20, I wanted to plan the rest of my life around avoiding the negative repercussions of global warming. I eventually gave it up because it was both impossible and made me feel sick to think about. I would get this horrible empty pit in my stomach.

Now, in my later 20s, I am just grateful that I got to live this little bit, see and feel some beautiful things. Call me greedy, I am just around to see how much more I can get away with before my time/ all of our times are up.

(Besides, some of the most beautiful things I've seen and felt were when things were worst for me.)

Anyway, I've seen your posts around a bunch and you seem cool and funny. DM me anytime.

NO WOMEN???? WHAT, YOU WANT ME TO CRANK IT TO DUDES NOW????

(I will, but just remember that it's all your fault.)

Tell us if you've done it <3

Dinner. He will find me incredibly charming and will let me stay in NK and talk shit about America, like a reverse Yeonmi Park.

At this point, I'm surprised when there's water in the plastic I'm drinking.

Last time I tried to caramelize onions, it took 4 hours. Someone tell me what's wrong with me.

Permanently a sucker for this art style.

On the horizon, you see me comically sink into the splits, before capsizing both boats. Like Icarus, I had flown too high.

Meat boat has higher caloric density, and will last ok if you jerkify it. BUT chickens lay eggs. And ur right about the seeds. :/ I tell you to look over yonder and try to hastily barge-pole away, one foot on each boat.

New slur!