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Every time I receive a bill in the mail I’m like “This is every month now?”
make the toast, eat the toast, shit the toast. God life’s relentless.
The March of time is relentless and unforgiving. But what about the April of time?
It brings May flowers
Someone call time out. I’m tired
Posting this on the 6th is very relatable to me 😁
I misread this as ‘mouth’
The Human Centipede
😢
