My god seeing that the us president is 80 makes me fucking sick. I hate it here.

Don’t worry, they won’t suffer. He’ll just kill them. Problem solved.

My mom is an ER nurse and she said a few times a year they get a batch of defective bags. You try to use them and they just burst, like they’re sealed wrong. So that sucks.

Yeah! Let me do that! Don’t go to my job so I can riot - someone else takes it so they can eat and pay their bills while I scream into the void in public. Lose my job immediately. Lose my house, my car, my health insurance. Can’t eat. Nowhere to sleep or wash myself or my clothes if I still have any, no other jobs to be had for months and months, maybe ever. No energy to even riot anymore. Damn, sucks that I’m too fat and lazy to get the ball rolling on this impeccable plan!!

I can’t fathom having my husband burn to death so badly that he’s just … evaporated. But then again I can’t imagine my husband ever wanting a cybercuck so there’s also that.