glaive is the musical equivalent of Uncut Gems. There’s never a chance to breathe

She Din on my oša til I mulberry tree

Pluribus? Phenomenal

I feel like jealousy has to look good on somebody

The Third Day: I love a story about two people who fall in love that are both cheating on their other significant others

We are finally getting away from woke science and embracing a health care system based on spells and omens

You can’t afford a coal mine. You can’t afford a gas turbine. You can’t afford an oil rig. Only fossil fuel states and billionaires can. But you can afford a solar power station on your roof. Now, ask yourself why you encounter so much anti-renewable energy propaganda.

endlessly fascinated by that scene's holdouts. that thing about contemporary poetry only existing to impress other poets comes to mind