“I don’t like Donald because I can’t understand him.”
“Why do you even like Donald? All he ever does is get angry.”
“He’s so mean all the time!”
Because the little shitlord never heals you when you actually need him to.
REBLOGGING FOR THAT LAST COMMENT
my problem with writing stories is that i’d rather imagine it and play it out in my mind than actually put it into words
icarus: im gonna fuck the sun
The year is 2540, a student in history class notices something off about his textbook. “How come these textbooks skip the years 1990 through 1999?” The teacher puts his air-marker down on the table, lowers his head, and sighs. “Because…” he lifts his head, a single tear rolls down his cheek, “… only 90’s kids remember the 90’s”