when i was little my mom told me that you get a baby when you share something special with someone and one day this boys mom brought him mcdonald’s for lunch and he shared his fries with me so i was like “when are we having the baby”
anon hate is like the weakest thing ever. imagine anon hate in real life. imagine a stranger running up to you with a bag over their head and screaming at you. imagine that. thats anon hate.
One nation, under Canada, above Mexico.
with liberty and justice for some