American prisons still love a good torture degree.
this is my fav type of post
A girl I liked convinced me to stab a man, so I did. Felt guilty for a bit, then promptly forgot about it and walked around with the murder weapon for a couple of hours, going about my business, walking my dog. Eventually I was cornered by a plainclothes police officer who asked me why I had a bloody knife; I told him I was looking after it for my bogan cousin. He said, “You’re under arrest,” and I was like,, “No, I’m not, watch this,” and then I woke up.
asking myself “could i feasibly parkour in this?” before buying an article of clothing.
i kept hearing this in my head so i had to make it
[Image ID: a black and white typography edit that reads "have you transsexualized yourself today? there's still time!". in the middle are two vials and two boxes. one reads "testosterone cypionate injection" and the other reads "estrogen cypionate injection". the image is textured to look aged and photocopied. /End ID]
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