
50 percent australian, 50 percent irish, 100 percent dumb fuck
my childhood self would probably think i'm ugly.
if i could i would tell her "ah, but see i have discovered who i truly am. i have fought the weight of societal expectations in order to come to terms with the fact that i am a man."
and she would ask me "are you happy, then?"
and i would say "nope"
i would run up to my childhood self and swear as frequently as possible before hitting the dab and laughing my ass off at the pure shock of my young innocent goody two shoes self that would never swear once during primary school and refused to dab because i joined dantdms dab police lmao
and hang out with him of course bcz i think my past self would still be pretty cool to hang around but it would deffo be a challenge to not interpret things in a sexual manner because i am no longer innocent
meeting my future self would also rock
the rise of linkedin as a weird cursed popular social site as twitter has collapsed is genuinely the worst outcome I could imagine lolsob
videogames rule. use cans to distract the guards. press C to throw the can. no you can't use that can again it's, you used it, it's a used can. you need to find new cans. be on the lookout for replacement cans.
metro as much as i love you, i need a pretty solid in-universe explanation for why i can reuse throwing knives but not fucking cans.