Have I stared at the abyss? Or did the abyss stare at me? The answer to both questions frightens me...
Being a doomer offers you a strange kind of freedom that no one else can understand
As a kid my mother always told me not to go outside at night:
-There are weird and dangerous men roaming around...
Who would have guessed i would end being one of them
I used to be afraid of the dark, but when nothing matters anymore fear fades away. Ignorance truly is bliss, knowledge takes away all the excitement and magic of the world and leaves it as a baron wasteland of truth.
is it even a modded Subaru if it doesn't have aftermarket hella horns
oh boy, finals week and I'm already having a breakdown
A man has fallen into the river in Lego City