now all I want to do is examine South Pacific as an extension of colonial amnesia by the US….meow, meow.
That 3:30 slump — all of the yawns and none of the work.
Rene Magritte | The Lovers | 1928
This blog must be run by a time travelling Midas because EVERYTHING HERE IS GOLD.
I mistakenly swallowed two cherry seeds, so if my toddler-like knowledge of biology has taught me anything, it’s that I will definitely sprout two full-grown cherry trees from my stomach in a matter of days. Goodbye friends, it was nice knowing you.
let’s get real here, your content isn’t nearly as important as the powerpoint design you choose.