No centuries ago this blog would be scribbled on the walls of a toilet. It’s a proud human tradition to pen out ditry thoughs and sleazy jokes why having a cramp for others to enjoy (the jokes I mean, not the faeces).
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Sometimes eatliver makes me want to change species. The really f*d up thing is that being “trans-species” is actually a thing: https://www.vice.com/en_us/article/what-does-it-mean-to-be-trans-species
*reads your link* What the actual Hell
“I was never a normal child, per se, Eric explains. ”
Yep.
And the reason is that mobile phones were only developed recently otherwise people would take snaps of themselfs geting wasted centuries ago.
Centuries ago would have this blog be printed as a book?
Guess not …
No centuries ago this blog would be scribbled on the walls of a toilet. It’s a proud human tradition to pen out ditry thoughs and sleazy jokes why having a cramp for others to enjoy (the jokes I mean, not the faeces).
What about those medieval monks, who were rewriting books.
din accomplish mush during their lifetimes as well.