village des valeurs wtffff
A THOUSAND TIMES YES.
they don’t even look lik ehumans, just neon flesh suits full of spiders.
Western Canadian Literature: “The prairie is cold and empty, like my marriage.”
Eastern Canadian Literature: “The sea is cold and empty, like my marriage.”
#and then French-Canadian literature is just generally depressing without the option of moving to Toronto
*20 minutes of laughter*
Avenue Lajoie - Montreal, Canada
“I was born with glass bones and paper skin. Every morning I break my legs, and every afternoon I break my arms. At night, I lie awake in agony until my heart attacks put me to sleep.”
this quote reads like an excerpt from an 18th century novel and it’s from fucking spongebob
all my friends in biology tbh
oh my god oH my god OH MY GOD fuckin christ oh my god masculinity is so fragile oh my god
"wow i like that sweater you’re knitting" "IT’S NOT A SWEATER IT’S A BRO COZY CAN’T YOU SEE I’M A MAN??"
Next up: BRO-chet
Looking forward to the advent of dudecoupage.