I am compelled by the circumstances of our present situation to make an address to you all, as a collective body of my peers, regarding a most vexing and escalating technical malady. The portable electronic apparatus, which serves as my primary means of long-distance communication and computational tasks, has commenced a state of erratic and deeply suboptimal functionality, in which the fundamental process of its electrical power replenishment can be successfully initiated and sustained solely by the meticulous and precise manipulation of its power transmission conduit into a very specific and highly-delimited angular relationship with its designated power reception port.

TLDR; my phone is doing that thing where it only charges when the cable is bent at a certain angle :(

"Homixide, homixide, homixide" - Rockstar Made (0:12)

"What" - What (0:04)

"Bih" - Pull Up (0:31)

"Siaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh" - 2024 (1:31)

Another slim-thick negress encounter
—this time in the supermarket.
Vantablack skin, 99.965% light absorption. Skull straight from the pre-WW2 anthropology books. At least 20% ghost hominid DNA. What a specimen! My BWC shed a single tear...
Hitler, forgive me. Tommy needy choccy.

uWu yes daddi

They saying we might go to war. It's crazy cuz ever since we stopped talking, ive been at war with myself. Idk why but this Iran sh*t got me thinking about how I ran from your love. Hope everything is good with you tho shorty, be safe out there

pichu neh