It’s probably because Mitch was laying down on the job

1. Star Fruit: the flesh is slightly tangy, but the first thing I notice is how refreshing it is. The first bite is crisp. Not at all citrusy. The taste is honestly more reminiscent of a melon. It’s mellow, but it feels right to say that its flavor is like a lover sneakily escaping your embrace…

While I haven’t read the article, I’m tired of media entertaining the idea of these models having sentience. Or, if they insist, I’d rather they ask about whether that would count as slave labor

Violence and oppression are the American Way.

I present to you a very shitty Chiquita banana parody inspired by things

The wind was first, crashing against my ears/ It went unnoticed as the sun beat/ down on the rocks. Almost, yet I/ felt it all drift away. Melt/ before its majesty. Yet,/ I wonder, regret/ Blown through, I felt/ myself sigh/ these “great”/ years

The autistic experience of being asked if you’re upset and you’re just enjoying a nice view