He says it every morning. He calls me larper. He calls the other kids larper. He calls himself larper. All the time. “Larper this. Larper that. Larper please.” “Bitch larper. Larper have you lost your mind. Larper check that ho. Larper you bullshitting. Break yourself larper.”
Fentanyl makes the concrete comfortable to sleep on, but at the moment meth keeps the hunger pains at bay and keeps you awake so you can walk through the snow in the dark desperately trying not to freeze to death.
Tonight, fentanyl helps ease the pain from the frost bite.
As a Catholic, I'm really not understanding people being so surprised to see gays revering Mother Mary its makes complete sense that a group that faces rejection from their family and society clinging to the mother that would never reject them
@_toonworld The film scholar Kevin Brownlow said there's a huge film archive with a bunch of lost silents in Cuba that's never been touched because of the blockade. A country with so much that they're not allowed to give to the world.