I accept this.
ₜᵢₗₗ ₒₙ ₜₕₑ ₕₐᵤₙₜᵢₙg fₗₐᵣₑₛ wₑ ₜᵤᵣₙₑd ₒᵤᵣ bₐcₖₛ, ₐₙd ₜₒwₐᵣdₛ ₒᵤᵣ dᵢₛₜₐₙₜ ᵣₑₛₜ bₑgₐₙ ₜₒ ₜᵣᵤdgₑ.
I accept this.
I was being mildly sarcastic, not antagonistic
Whereas you have no issue with people who agree with you having to experience war?
You’re one ‘s’ short of anarchy.
*court(s)
She looks older than him
I’m exactly there too. Same as it’s been for 8 years.
we were high as shit and should touch them
🤔
OP is c/mildlykaren
I’ve experienced 450 in Chiang Mai, Thailand and you could taste the air. It was not pleasant at all.
I didn’t think you guys had leaked from Twitter and r/conspiracy, but here you are.
If a painting is too much for you, I’m not sure the internet is the place for you
I’m a reasonably decent prompt engineer
In galleries of old, where art doth rest, A tale of manhood, modest at best. In marble and canvas, the tale is told, Of a small appendage, brave and bold.
Through the lens of the Renaissance gaze, In the softest light of the morning haze, A symbol of virtue, of power restrained, In the smallest form, manhood is gained.
Not the boast of the braggart, nor the warrior’s might, But a subtle whisper in the quiet night. In the artist’s hand, a truth unfolds, A tale of modesty, in the tales of old.
In the eyes of the beholder, a lesson learned, Not in size, but in virtue earned. Dulce et decorum, the old ones say, To bear one’s self in a modest way.
So gaze upon the art of yore, And see the truth at its very core. In the smallest form, a tale is spun, Of the quiet strength in every one.
I wasn’t insinuating anything either way. Just observing.
Free? You should value your body more than that, my friend.
You shouldn’t really hook up with dealers anyway. Just buy your drugs and leave—don’t bang them! They are notoriously exploitative.
applause