I don’t expect anything. That’s why I’m asking if anyone has any ideas I haven’t thought of.
Knee-deep in the muck. Filmmaker, Director of Production for The Collectivist, and New Cinema Club czar.
I don’t expect anything. That’s why I’m asking if anyone has any ideas I haven’t thought of.
I wish i could qualify for a loan, or had rich relatives, or had something like that I could sell. Maybe I could sell a kidney
I’m not sure my ass is powerful enough
$40,000 would pay off all debts for me and my wife, and allow us finally catch our breath. The monthly payments have been annihilating us for years, and neither of our careers have recovered since COVID.
It feels like an endless tunnel.
Not knowing it was plant-based, I got a monstrous jumbo something-or-other burger from Monty’s Good Burger in LA.
Honestly I almost freaked out at how good it was, and even went back to the place just to tell them it was the best burger I ever had.
It’s the one thing pulling me west
The rich get richer / The poor get poorer / When our time comes / No guilt for the horror
or maybe
The planet is burning / We die of starvation / Abolish the wealthy / And claim our salvation
or maybe
One, two, buckle my shoe / Three, four, overthrow the 1% and bring about a socialist utopia, etc
HALLELUJAH
Growing up homeschooled in a cult in the American South, escaping, and then moving to Brooklyn. Kind of a roundhouse-kick to the id, ego, and outlook on literally everything
I have a job, you fucking loser