i am the man. i am the man. i am the man. do you hear me? i am the man. i am the man. not you, youāre not the man. i am the man. i do anything i can. i am the man
āmen are constantly performing for other menā
āevery man is a combination of all the cool traits he stole from all the cool women in his lifeā
āhe has no lore without meā
āhis music taste is nothing without mineā
āhis new bitch is choppedā
āeverytime i breathe my life goes x10 better than hisā
one of the many american foods perfected in the 1960s. once someone at my work caught the toaster on fire trying to toast one of these, Iām not sure what went wrong but I wish they had burned the building down
goated app, browser is even better. i love the internet, i learn so much on it. 00s nordic emo and techno? 70s hindi psychodelia? mazurka, norteƱo, kendeng, c pop?
also nod to radio garden, less tailored, more fun
feeling depressed insomniac constipated nauseous? you can always buy a supplement about it. does it have a name like a russian spacecraft? was it harvested in the gobi desert? good signs. you might be missing a precious amino and you donāt even know. I havenāt found the little pill thatāll fix me *yet* but when I do youāll all be sorry
